silverlaker

I finally got a little catnap in towards the end of the flight and I had a dream. Dahlia & Gabriel & I were driving over to the flat. Dahlia said:

-Fina, what would we be without each other's love?"

All at once, I knew who I was, even without the gossamer slip of my mask. I was a simple girl who had simple needs. Namely, true love attached to a devoted cock. Authentic, real, hard, loyal.

-Love is what defines us, I answered.

Dahlia had slid her hand under my blanket and in between my thighs. When I awoke, her slim, soft fingers were resting close & warm. I smiled at Dahlia and Gabriel. Soon, we were landing in de Gaulle. This trip seemed promising.

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