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HANNAH

WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature.
So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else.
I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory.
All the names and/or places have been changed, due to privacy reasons.

I'm in the library. I don't really have a precise purpose, but, from experience, I know that, sometimes, it may be useful to pay a visit at this place.
Who knows what novelties may have appeared without your knowledge...

I'm just browsing some new titles, reading a bit, just to have an idea about the contents, when, without being really attentive, I can hear a female voice asking for a title that's been hot, real hot, but already sold completely, since last week.
It's not a novel, but a book for professionals.

The answer and explanations of the librarian, clearly don't make her happy at all...
She is of average height, with light brown hair, falling over her shoulders, some large glasses that don't let me see her eyes for the moment, generally an attractive face, and, when she changes the angle, I can see that she's got interesting boobs, nice body, generally, including a pair of well formed legs.
She's wearing heels, but not really high.

Hearing the librarian that the chances to find that book are just very close to null, she finally gives up, and, in a state of abandon, approaches the area where I am, since here are the books of interest in her domain, which so happens to be my domain too...
I give her a better look, just to make sure that I haven't already met her, or seen her at the faculty.

I cannot pretend that I know all the chicks over there, but, still, being a young man, I must admit that I am kind of attentive when someone wearing a skirt, or, better said, who should be wearing a skirt, letting us, men, see some legs, do appear in the area...

It so happens that she comes right beside me, looking close to some titles, smoothing my way.
“Err, do I have to presume that you are a student at The Law Faculty?”
She's startled, jumps a little, than turns and looks at me:
“... Fact is that... yes, I am, but not here... in Cluj”...
Now it's clear why I don't know her – completely different town...
She just continues:
“Why do you ask?”
“I just couldn't help overhearing the title of the book you are looking for”...
“Oh, I see”...
“And, if you don't mind my asking, how come that you are coming from such a long distance to look for this book?”
She smiles at me, letting me see a pair of large blue eyes:
“Oh, no! I'm just visiting my older sister, who so happens to be working here, just as her husband”...
“Well, in this case, I'm afraid that you should have asked your sister to come and look for the book a week ago”...
“... You're right, this is how I usually do, but it so happens that my sister is pregnant, seven months already, and I just didn't want to ask her to make an additional effort and come here”...
“Fair enough”...
Now, what can I say? I like the girl, her looks, her openness, but I also don't want to give the book away, for good...
“And, if you don't mind my asking, for how long would you need that book?”

She looks at me again, somewhat surprised, than, thinking a little:
“... Two weeks shortest, and... two months, until I get over with the exam, at maximum time length”...
She than looks around, somewhat disoriented, and continues:
“But... why do you ask?”
Fair is fair. I am the guy who has started the conversation.
“Well, it so happens that last week I have paid a visit at this place, found the book, and... bought it”...
“Oh! I see!”...
She than just grabs a book and opens it, and starts reading the table of contents...

It is notorious the fact that people from other areas of the country just envy us, the people who are, or live in Bucharest, since they are convinced that we have better and easier access to various things, including books...
I just take a deep breath and decide to break the ice:
“Please excuse me, but I've just forgotten to introduce myself to you. I'm Ovid”.
She suddenly leaves the book on the shelve, so that we shake hands, and introduces herself.
Her name is Hannah.
“Now, Hannah, what would you say if we just have a coffee or something at the nearby terrace, and discuss a way to make this book reach at you, so that you can use it during your exams”...
She suddenly shows some enthusiasm, but only for a second, than she becomes, somewhat, reluctant...
“Well, I should probably think about it a little”...

It is also notorious that people living in the area she comes from, if you ask them about the weather, for example, they first need to think for a while, and only afterwards come with the obvious reply – it's sunny, or it rains...

So, I just don't give her that time...
“Think about what? If you drink coffee, or not?”
Than, jokingly and giggling:
“I can assure you that they don't sell tzuika there!”...

I need to explain that this is a traditional spirit drink, and the area where she's coming from, is famous for it's quality...

She bursts into laughter, avoiding to look into my eyes...
Than, she turns towards me:
“Yes, I'm used already with you, Bucharest people. Always in a rush, direct and even aggressive!”...
I just raise my hand:
“Guilty as charged!”...
We just smile at each other for a moment, than I just take her arm and invite her towards the exit door of the library.

At the terrace, while sipping from our coffees:
“Hannah,I just want to make myself very clear. I don't need that book now, since there is some time since I've passed that exam. Still, since I haven't even read the book, I cannot give it up for good. The only solution is that I lend it to you”...
She looks at me, sips from her cup, and waits.
I just need to continue:
“So, if you give me your sister's address, I can just go and bring the book there, and, afterwards, she can arrange some way to make it reach Cluj”...
She suddenly opens up, like a flower:
“Tee! I don't know how to thank you! Honestly, until this moment, I wasn't even sure that you really had that book!”...
I look at her, pretending to be bewildered, but, in fact, I know precisely what she's been thinking...
So, as I expect, she continues:
“I was afraid that you were only trying to hook me... My sis has already warned me about the habits of some people around here”...
“Well, I'll have to admit that your sister is right, especially when you are as good looking as you are”...

She's confused, somehow, retracting herself a little, so that I just continue:
“What? Don't you know that you are very attractive, or hasn't anyone told you this yet?!?”...

She cannot help, but smile...
“You are being very direct, if I may say so”...
“And open! If I may say so”... Than I just look at her, smiling...
She starts looking into her purse for some time, taking out a pen and a piece of paper.
She makes herself busy, writing her sister's address and the telephone number.

I just take the piece of paper, put it in my pocket, than, finishing our coffees, we just leave the terrace.
I must mention that she has aggressively insisted to pay for the coffees, embarrassing me somehow...
Before we part, she turns to me:
“Thank you for your remark, and please excuse my shyness”...

The second day, in the morning, I just look for the book, and take it with me at work, not before inserting the piece of paper with the address and telephone number between the cover and the first page.
At ten o'clock, my boss asks me to go downtown, with some documents, and some other business to attend, and, as usual, if we leave the forest, we don't come back until the other day – long distance, somewhat...
So, before I leave, I just open the book, in the back of my mind wondering if this is the last time when I have the chance to open it, and make a call.
The phone answers,I introduce myself, and, to my surprise, it's Hannah.
I explain to her that I have some business in town, and that I can reach the address, with the precious book, at around one o'clock.
She's showering me with thanks, assuring me that she will be expecting me...

All right! I finish my duties, than go to the address.
I ring the door bell of the apartment, and in just seconds, the door is widely opened, and Hannah, with a wide smile, invites me in...
She's showing me in the living, where, to my surprise, I find a table filled with various traditional foods, and, of course, wine and tzuika...
After she finds out that I don't have to drive, she's just pouring some tzuika in two glasses and comes to me, bringing my glass, and saying cheers.
We drink the first glasses, only to give her the opportunity to refill them...
She than starts filling my plate with various things, while I'm just protesting that this is too much.
No chance! She keeps on portioning the things just as she considers...

I need to mention that I am very tall, but also slim, and I intend to stay like that for a loooong time.
I don't have a belly to show, and I'm happy!
She also mentions that the way I look clearly shows that I need, at least from time to time, such a treat...
Her sister's husband used to be the same way, but, in only a few years, he “managed” to start looking “better”...
Shit! I need to escape!
Finally, I manage to eat what she's put on my plate, showering everything with a good natural wine, than, naturally, I ask if I can smoke.
At this moment, Hannah makes a long face, explaining that she also smokes, rarely, but, ever since her sis got preggo, they don't smoke inside the apartment...
Still, we can smoke a cig on the balcony...

I just get out there, while Hannah rushes to bring an ashtray.
I take a seat on the one and only wooden tabourette, wondering where Hannah will sit.
She comes back, with a cigarette in her hand, and an ashtray.
Naturally, and freely, she just lets herself sit in my lap, excusing herself for not having but one tabourette over there...
Her free hand is leaning on my shoulder, while the other takes care of the cigarette.
I give her a light, so we just smoke a little, until I feel her hand grabbing the back of my neck, guiding my face towards hers.
I must admit that I'm surprised, but not unexperienced, so that our lips seal into a long, looooong kiss.
Our tongues caress and twingle with one another, while my hand starts feeling her ass...
The way she arches her hips make me understand that I am, probably, too daring...
Therefore, I just go upwards, caressing her back – this makes her melt...

When we finish kissing, our cigarettes are long time burnt, so that Hannah just stands up, takes me by the hand, and we enter back into the apartment...
She quickly looks at the clock, telling me that in a short time her sister is supposed to be home...
I cannot tell why, but she seems to be somewhat embarrassed, so that I get the message and get myself going.
Finally, what can I say? The girl meets a man at the library, and, than, with a thin reason, asks him to come at her place and feeds him, not to mention the kissing on the balcony...
I don't have brothers and sisters, so that I cannot tell anything about this kind of relationship...

Before I leave, Hannah mentions that in probably two weeks she'll be back at Bucharest, so that she asks for my telephone numbers, both from home and work.
Now, she shall take the evening train and, in the morning, she will be at Cluj.
I just say good bye, including from my book, and leave.

After two weeks, I just receive a call at work.
It's Hannah, informing me that she's going to arrive at Bucharest the following day, in the morning, and that she would be happy if I could arrange somehow to meet her at the railway station.
I'm not happy, nor upset, but, somewhat bewildered...
I just arrange to be late at work the following day, or even not be present at all, than, in the morning, I'm at the railway station, expecting for Hannah.

Here she comes, carrying some huge bags in her hands, heavier than the rocks...
I just jump to take the bags from her hands, but, before this, she just jumps at me, giving me a long kiss, as if she's been expected by her husband, or something...
I arrange for a taxi to take us at her sister's place, and help her bring the bags in the apartment.
She just shows me a smaller bag that she needs to take with her, and, than, she just asks me if I can take her at my place...
Straight, direct...

Reaching at my place, she grabs the bag and asks me about the kitchen whereabouts...
I show her where it is, and she starts unloading the bag – various packs in the fridge, the rest at their right places...
What the heck?!? This is catering!!!
After she finishes, she turns, looks at me, smiling:
“Now, sir, will you please offer me a strong dark black coffee?”
Than she continues:
“To be honest, I've been thinking about you all night on the train, so that I just couldn't sleep at all!”...
She than approaches me, with her beautiful blue eyes begging for a kiss...
Who am I to refuse such a request?
After a few minutes, I just turn to the stove and start preparing the coffee, while Hannah is smoking a cigarette...

“Now, Ovid, I shall have to ask you to forgive me, but... last time when we've met, I was on my period”...
Gosh! This woman, soon enough, will start telling me about the results of her blood tests, urine, and so on!...
I just look at her and smile:
“Don't worry!”
“You'll also have to excuse me,since, when so openly you've told me that I was attractive, I haven't mentioned that I also find you very attractive too”...
I'm just minding to prepare the coffee, while thinking – she's a nice girl, peculiar maybe, but attractive...

I lead Hannah into my room, carrying a tray with the cups of coffee.
We take our seats, not before I start some ambient music.
She starts telling me how thrilled her parents are since they've heard that they are going to become grand parents, and how, at about two weeks, she has to come at Bucharest, bringing tons of food and drinks for her sister and, especially, her brother in law...

Honestly, I'm having a lot of fun hearing this, but I just keep it all to myself...
She tells me that she needs to use the bathroom, so that I show her where it is.
After ten minutes, I'm just wondering what could have happened.
I approach the bathroom and I can hear that she's using the shower...
I just go back into my room and wait.
Here she comes, with a large towel barely covering her breasts and ass...

I just stand up and embrace her, kissing her frantically on her mouth, than her neck, her ears, her shoulders...
I gently lead her towards the bed, getting rid of the towel, and reaching her beautiful nipples.
I bite them, suck them, lick them, caress them with my hands...

I just let her lay on the bed, and, in less than half of a minute, I'm stark naked...
Seeing my erect dick, Hannah sits herself on the edge of the bed, and, gently, grabs my hips, while with her face she's looking to get my dick into her mouth.
The way she treats my dick makes me realize that she only does it since she knows that every girl in town does it...
Therefore, I don't insist. I only know that she has enough power of will to do it...

In spite of the fact that her cunt is wet, it's only wet from the water, not her juices, so that I start caressing her clit, making her hump on my hand...
I grab her bush, release it, and again, and again, than, after five minutes, I just let my middle finger go a bit lower, and enter her awaiting vagina...
I just insert my finger, to realize that, by now, she's wet inside...
My dick head is now pushing her labia open – she tenses a bit, due to the lack of lubricant, but, after a few pumps, she manages to let me in.
“Yoyyy! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!”
The soles of her feet are pushing constantly my pectorals, while I keep on doing my thing, getting in, deeper and deeper...
She's narrow, for real, and I can feel her stretching with surprise and, why not, with gratitude...
I just continue my moves. In and out, in and out, and so on...

One of her hands is caressing my shoulder, while the other is just scratching my hair.
She's already trembling... She's done!
I can feel the flood of her vaginal juices coating my dick, as much as I've managed to slide inside her.
I keep on pushing, and, the moment I touch her cervix, she just showers me again...

I keep on gently, but firmly pushing, releasing, for a moment, than back to work...
I can feel her stretching from one push to another, almost.
From time to time, when I push a little bit too hard, she just shouts:
“Yoyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!”
Finally, I manage to reach with my pelvis against hers, so that I start rubbing her clit with my pubes.
Gosh! The moment I start rubbing, she instantly starts trembling:

“Yoy! Yiiih! Aaaah! Ohhh! Uhhh! Hah! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!”...
She's flooding my dick, my balls, the sheets, shivering and trembling continuously...
I cannot describe how good I can feel, with my dick balls deep impaling her, actually feeling how I'm destroying her inside, in a good and pleasant manner, for both of us...

After more than twenty minutes, she instinctively feels that I'm also close to explode.
She suddenly reaches her eye glasses, left on the cabinet beside the bed, puts them on, and tells me:
“Spray on me now, but take care, avoid my eyes. I'm very sensible”...
I just take my fucking dick away from her cunt, jump on my knees beside her face, and start stroking it.
I explode, not before telling her:
“Open your mouth and show me your tongue!”...
First, I hit her forehead, than her glasses and nose, than the jets shoot directly at her tongue.
That moment, I just grab her by her hair and quickly let my dick fill her mouth a little.

She doesn't protest, but stays still, without even moving her tongue...
Gosh! This girl needs to be instructed!
“Close your mouth around it, than lick!”...

She obliges, but the way she licks is lame...
“Get that fucking tongue turn around my dick head! Please me!”...
She, again, obliges, but it's quite obvious that this is the first time in her life when she's performing it...
After about a minute, it's almost clear for me that this is not her talent...
Anyway, I'm delighted that, at least, she follows my instructions...

When I take off the dick from her mouth, she swells her cheeks.
It's clear that she hasn't swallowed, and it's also clear that she won't!
I let her jump and run to the bathroom.
I'm right behind her, so that I can see her spitting, clearing her mouth with tons of water, than using some of the mouth water, gargling a little, just to make sure that the jizz taste is gone...

I have to admit that, somehow, I kind of feel miserable...
It's our first fuck, she's clearly asked me to spill my sperm on her face, and I, instead, have made her take my dick, coated in her cunt juices, in her mouth, and also let a few of my drops fall on her tongue...
Furthermore, I've made her lick the fucking dick head...
I promise myself to find the right time to say to her that I'm sorry, but I've just been carried away by the heat of the moment...

The moment I finish thinking about it, Hannah turns towards me, looks me in the eye, and just says:
“I'm sorry!”...
What the heck?!? What can she be sorry for?!?
“What for?”
“I'm... sorry, but... really, I'm not experienced in... you know!”...
“What's the problem?!?”
She giggles:
“Come, come! I know how this makes you, guys, feel!”...
I'm bewildered:
“Meaning?”
“Come on! My high school boyfriend has even slapped my face a few times, since I haven't managed to make him feel real good!”...

I cannot help it! I start laughing!
She looks at me, than starts giggling a little.
“Yes, I know, I'm just a stupid cow!”...
“Thank you, dear! That makes me an ox!”
We both burst into laughter!...

Her skin texture is fantastic! The shower gel makes my hands slide softly on her entire body.
I don't use a sponge, just my bare hands.
She lets me go everywhere, with no restrictions.
I even let my middle finger probe her anus...
She's sweet, and, anyway, I know that the following erection of mine will also try her back door...

We go back into my room, not before I take one of the bottles of wine that she has brought, two glasses, and we just sit, and drink for a while...
I just cannot stop myself admiring her erect nipples,well formed, and... suckable!...
I empty my glass, than jump on my knees in front of her arm chair, and... here we are!
Her left nipple is already in my sucking mouth, while my right hand is nibbling her other boob...
She keeps on caressing my hair.
After about ten minutes, she whispers:
“Let's get back to bed, please”...

My dick is already hard as a rock, so that I grab her by her hand and make her sit on her fours on the bed.
Gosh! Filling her cunt with my dick now, after so thoroughly cleaning her labia and vagina with the shower gel, is an ordeal!
I can feel my dick skin stretching painfully.
But, the task has to be fulfilled, so that I just start the classical in and out moves.
I know that it won't take long.
I've already seen what a fountain of juices her cunt can be, so that I am confident.

In a minute, she's wet and ready, while my dick is sliding in and out, feeling only the pleasure...
I grab her ass cheeks, aim, and... spit.
My saliva is now at the entrance of her ass, so that I just let my thumb check her there, to see how she reacts...
My suspicion is that she's been expecting for this.
She moans, and, within seconds from the moment my thumb is probing her arse, she starts shivering, letting herself fall on her elbows and muffling her shouts in the pillow...

All of a sudden, I stop my movements inside her stretched vagina, and, moving my thumb in a rotative way up her arse, I just ask:
“Ready? Will you let me?”
Her face is still deeply pushed against the pillow, but I can see how she nods.
I take away the dick from her cunt, and, quite easy, start filling her up her arse.
She's surely making some comments, but I'm convinced that she doesn't want me to hear them, since her face is still burryed in the pillow...

More of half of my dick is up her arse, when she starts pushing backwards.
Gosh! She wants it rough!

I oblige, and start pushing, pumping, in and out, until, after ten minutes, I explode...
She's shivering like hell, and pressing backwards as if she wants my dick head to touch her pulsing heart!
I'm almost finished spurting the inside of her arse, when, like an earth quake, she starts shivering again, this time taking away the pillow, and letting herself be heard yelling:
“Yoyyyyyy! Yyyyyoooooooyyyyy! Oyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Hoyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!”...

I have forgotten to mention that in the area where she comes from, live lots of Hungarians, so the “yoy” is something that can be heard only there, even though, in fact, she may have nothing to do with the Hungarians at all...

I grab Hannah in my arms, and let us both fall on a side, embraced, and stay like that until my throbbing dick deflates and comes out...
The sheet is already compromised, so that I don't care anymore if I stain it with some shit stains...
We stay like that for a minute, when suddenly Hannah jumps, keeping her hand between her ass cheeks, saying “Yoy!” and running to the bathroom, while I can clearly hear some farting sounds, and Hannah yelling:
“Yoy! Yoy! Sorry! Sorry! Yoy!”...
It seems that my dick and my sperm have acted like an enema, so that Hannah stays in the bathroom more than half an hour, including the shower...

Finally, when she gets out, I just go and take a short shower, washing thoroughly my dick, which, to my surprise, is already starting to get back to life...
When I get back into the room, and Hannah sees my semi erection, shouts an “Yoy” again, than looks into my eye:
“I've had, as I've said, my period more than two weeks ago... So, normally, I shouldn't be ovulating now...
Will you, please, shower me deep down there? Gosh! I love it! I like it so much! Pleeeeaseeee! I just wanna feel you deep down there! It is, honestly, my greatest pleasure!”...

She keeps looking at me, pleadingly...
I start laughing, telling Hannah that the way we please each other will surely trigger her ovulating mechanism, but, since she wishes it so much, I so happen to do have a solution.
I go to the kitchen, and looking inside a cabinet, I find a sealed tiny plastic bottle containing lemon juice.
When I bring it, Hannah looks at me in bewilderment...

I unseal the bottle, and explain to her that, at a certain moment, before my release, I shall first squeeze a little of lemon juice inside her.
She looks, somewhat afraid:
“And... won't it hurt?”
“No, honey, don't worry! It only hurts if you have some wounds over there, which, I believe, isn't the case”...

She complains that her arse is, somehow stinging, and that she is not quite ready for some additional pain...
I just let her know that, for the moment, her ass will be off limits, put her on the bed, take her by the legs, and start my journey inside her fucking cunt...
After ten minutes, or so, I get somewhat bored, so that I stop and put a pillow under her fucking ass.
Than, the soles of her feet are on my chest, both her boobs in my hard working hands, and... here I am, impaling her fucking cunt with force and determination.

In less than a minute, her cunt adapts to my throbbing dick, coating it with her juices...
It takes me more than half an hour before I get, let's say, bored a little, so that I let her feet fall, and I make Hannah embrace me, while I am sitting on my ass, making her move her ass forward and backwards, letting me feel her smashed cervix...

We are now both coated with perspiration, but the energy that drives us both seems to be uncontrollably strong...
What the heck?!? I really like to fuck this woman! She's so lovingly open, ready to give herself to me however I wish!...
I am a really satisfied man!...

The way she shivers and trembles, the way she asks me to love her, to hold her tight, to never let her go, makes my dick as hard as a rock and pumping, even in this position.
I just hope that my dick won't break, since her moves are so ample and voluptuous...

Gosh! How I just simply love it!
I think that I'm gonna get close, so that I play a little with this wench, making her sit on her shoulders, beside the bed, with the edge of the bed supporting her back in a vertical position, making her feet stay open, while I grab the tiny bottle of lemon juice, and, gently insert it in her cunt, and squeeze...
Looking down into Hannah's eyes, I can see fear and distrust, but, soon afterwards, when she realizes that the juice does not create any discomfort, I can see only amazement and some kind of satisfaction...

I just take off the bottle from inside her cunt, and gently insert it in her mouth:
“Here, now, taste it!”...
She frowns:
“Yoy! It's so... sour!”...
I just put away the bottle on the cabinet, help her come back on the bed, put back the soles of her feet on my pectorals, and... start digging...
The lemon juice increases the friction, at least this is what I feel, while in a minute Hannah starts shivering and telling me that she needs it hard and deep, and that she wants me to stay deep down there forever...

I don't know what triggers it, maybe her trembling, her shivering body, or maybe her yells:
“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”...
But in a minute, I just feel it coming, and... here I am!

The way she's milking me with her cunt while I ejaculate, makes me make a note in my mind that I need to go and buy some more bottles of lemon juice...
I simply decide that this woman gives the best of her, while being fucked in her cunt...
Gosh! She's sooooo sweeet!
I just hope that the acid lemon juice will be stronger than her surely fertile womb...

I'm in heaven, and keep on staying there, until my dick... goes HARD again!
The following session's best description is “fucking like rabbits!”...
In spite of my training, my very good physical condition, my perspiration makes me as wet as if I am out from the shower...

Hannah is in the same situation, the only difference being that my perspiration drips on her body and, sometimes, on her face...
When I ejaculate again, while she's shivering non stop, she starts crying, the tears mixing with her perspiration and some of mine...
Her belly is convulsing, vacuuming my dick of every drop of jizz that I can spill...

I am literally falling on her, embracing her, kissing her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her neck, her mouth...
Gosh! I know that the weight of my body makes her breathing difficult, but I just can't stop myself from squeezing her...
I'm spent, but... happy!
This is not something that happens every day, in spite of the fact that I have so many and varied women...
I just simply looooove it!

We just rest, embraced like this, even long after my dick, cleverer than me, has left the so thoroughly fucked cunt of this lovable woman...

I hope that you have already guessed that going to work is something that has been canceled from my personal agenda...

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Hannah excuses herself and asks me to “have pity” and let her go at her sister's...

She just cannot do shit, since, the same evening, she needs to be at the railway station, and back at Cluj...

Shit, shit, shit, shit!

I just hate when things are out of my control!
I simply cannot stop myself, so that I get dressed and go, by a taxi, at Hannah's sister's apartment, give her a deep long kiss, and let her go...

The only thing that heals my soul, somewhat, is that I know that in two weeks, Hannah will be back.
I just hope that I haven't fallen in love...
To make sure of it, as soon as I arrive home, I just make a phone call, and ask a beloved and old fuck buddy of mine to come at my place...

The following morning, my fuck buddy, who so happens to know me so well, simply asks me:
“Gosh, Ovid, what the heck has got into you?!? All nite you've been holding me as if it was the end of the world, and you've been mumbling some unintelligible words”...

I just smile, and sip from my freshly made coffee...

THE END
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