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The Daughter’s Manumission-14
She smiles and kisses my cheek…. It shivers through me…. Something pulses, banging to the tips of my fingers. There’s a hammering behind my ears…. She frowns. “Is something wrong?” “No….” My hands are tingling. “No, nothing at all. Night, Mitch.” I turn, and I leave…. ***** I'm not tired. Anything but. Instead, the excitement drums through me. At some level, I know I’m running on adrenaline, serotonin and alcohol. And I don’t give a f**k. I’m flying…. She kissed me. The woman who will give head but won’t kiss, just kissed me on the cheek. When was the last time someone kissed me? ? ? I can’t remember…. Isn’t it something mothers are supposed to do? Did she ever do that to me? I have no idea. No memory. There is zero possibility I’ll sleep so instead, just outside the hot
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