1,2,3,4,5,6,7, flutters of the eyelids, and a smile from her, and I, I am in heaven. And waiting, waiting happily, as she runs towards me, as if in slow motion, with her arms outstretched, in a gentle motion, and with her, perfume filling the air, so delicately and flagrantly, oh, how wonderful it is, and…

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