Nov/09

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And It Felt Good

The reminents of cock stained her breath.
And it felt good.

She wasn’t in love with him.
And if felt good.

She frequented his place for good conversation, good company, and great sex.
And it felt good.

She had no ties, no obligation, no commitment.
And it felt good.

She had money, had her mind, had her creativity.
And it felt good.

She had what she needed yet never knew she wanted.
And it felt good.

Jessica Reynolds “And it felt good” copyright 2007

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