What's Your Next Six Word Story?

Dragging fingertips through pubic hair, twisting.
 
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Don't Imagine That

I think of you every day.
Early morning, barefoot in the dew;
Lunchtime, nourished by tongue tingling tastes;
Sometimes at night - sweet wet dreams.
I keep you in my pocket,
Reminding me what happiness looks like.
 
Sometimes I cuddle you; others I
lick whipped cream off your penis.
 
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