Miss F. Sless
I knew i’d be excited, it went without saying, having somebody like that, somebody so perfect, so in tune was like a dream. I knew she felt the same as it took under a second for her to answer the door. She just stood there in her baggy crimson PJ bottoms and black vest top beaming at me with open arms, those deep magical blue eyes of hers pulling me in. I dropped my bags on the door step and put my arms around her, she felt so good, so warm, as if she had been made that way especially for me, I was where I wanted to be. That connection while we stood there, in her hallway, on that cold winter eve was what I lived for, she was mine and I was hers. She whispered in my ear, “i’ve missed you Jay”…
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