May 17, 2025
More in Little notebooks fantasizing about a day last week
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i first noticed your breasts when you wore the red sweater and faked a smile
don't lie, i know it was fake because of your eyes.
beneath the sweater i know your nipples were a bit turgid but your bra hid that
your perfume hid the scent of the slight dew between your lips that reminded me of exactly what i can't tell you aloud.
you turned away and headed off to safety. Somehwere far
away from whatever i believe.
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