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~Venus~ "Here. Look at this." His alluring cologne wafts into my nostrils when he leans towards me. Slimy thoughts run wild in my mind. Somethings his amusing and distinctive chuckle does nothing to eradicate such thoughts. "You look cute but I still prefer the other ones. The person behind the camera did a pretty good job." He expresses. If there are truly such things as feeling butterflies in your belly, what I'm feeling is no different. He doesn't stop there, showering me with praises and compliments as we slide through the comments and pictures on my i********:. Lewis and I have been inseparable for three weeks after his recovery. Since then, we have spent most of our time together. We're no different from people joined by the hips. Where he is, I am, and likewise. I feel the wor
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