All our fantasies are the same, only the names are changed to protect the innocent.
posted by Sabine at 7:57 AM
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You thought all I wanted from you was sex. All you wanted was someone to talk to. The irony was not lost on me either. So now all I have to give is words that you'll never read. Take that O'Henry.
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