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I was spun around and kissed. Our mouths met with such tenderness and bliss. My heart pitter-pattered within my chest like a high school boy’s. Everything about the kiss was cleansing and I felt a robust emotion that clarified that he wasn’t about to hurt me in any way. His tongue delved into my mouth, pulled away, and delved again. Lips brushed together with hungry speed and agility. The gator guy pulled away from me with a sting of spittle hanging off his bottom lip, which he wiped away with the back of his left hand. Swiftly, and skillfully, he reached down to my hips, clung to the bottom of my skin-tight T-shirt, and yanked the cotton up and over my head with a hefty pull. Entranced by my medium-size build, Manijo studied my hairy pecs and the thin line of dark, masculine hair that tr