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and; his hands in the middle of my thighs; his mouth on my neck; I slammed the first lightly inside me. I bite my lower lip, my senses becoming sharp and stimulated by knowing that he was just the way I had a floor, in the same bed as the bed, Maybe dreaming about the same thing, maybe even waking awake and wishing it was happening. It's like I'm here. It's so simple, I think. All I have to do is get the phone to call 612 and whisper: Can you come up to me and I will say, yes, darling. Up right away. I know you will tell me up. I know because tomorrow's photo shoot - the exact truth that both of us are in the same hotel at L.A. I know because of the unmistakable look of him at the bar, a look that even Suzanne could not help but notice. But more importantly, I know because we have felt so wonderful each other. No matter how hard I try to deny and ignore it to focus solely on the way things are done, I still know what it is like. I close my eyes, my heart pounding almost...
