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Whatever The Case May
I Had Gotten Off Work
I Walked Into The Pub
The Beer Felt Good Going
After Gulping Down The
| I soften a little as he kisses my shoulder and neck. He tells me about the disappointments with his last lover and about how hard it is to find a woman that understands him.
It seems we are back in that zone of Gavin self-obsessing. He takes the empty coffee cups and my resentment returns when I hear him cleaning up the kitchen. I feel a twinge close to resentment when he comes back in with a tray, looking very much at home.
I don't want him to assume anything but Christ I needed that sex. Gavin does most the talking, saying how good it was and how much he realises he misses sex with me. His weight on me is a rare comfort and after all the semen has gone I hold him for a long minute. Finally, after another deep kiss, he gets up and goes to make coffee. I light a much needed ciggy and reflect that it hasn't taken us long to slot back into that familiar groove.
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Other People In The
To The World We Were
Our View Was A Pristine
Bushes Hid Much Of The
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