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xxxi. Lifting up, making sure she feels what I'm carrying between my legs. She moans so slightly and I start to press it to her. She gasps, saying something about a condom. I knew she'd give in. xxxii. We fuck like dogs in spring heat. Ghosts all around us haunting our craving bodies. I come, she yells into the night. I clean myself and return to her crafted silken body, which I sleep on and dream of her nakedness. 20