”Come,” she whispers, dreamily, and I comply. Eagerly.
It´s been some time since she's been like this; relaxed, naked, inviting.
I've been reluctant to adjust her settings. I've checked and nothing seems to be wrong. So I've been waiting. There's some grand pain in that, it's like when I was little and touched my eyes after stroking the cat; the itching was almost unbearable.
Now, finally, she wants me.
I touch her perfection, she trembles.
I come too soon and search her beautiful eyes. But she's learned something new: she's crying.
And I think I've known nothing of pain before.
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