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Subject: Loving You -- Part 2 (M/f romance)
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If you're under 18 it's illegal to read the folllowing, so don't get caught
and I take no responsibility.. Send comments to takeme@iamit.com  And yes
thats the email address of the author, what did you think? :)  And I know I
start off in present tense and end in past tense.  I could fix it I suppose,
but for now I think it's more important to try to fix typos.... (so if you
see them)


Loving You -- In Your Apartment

I've never been in a guy's apartment before.  Yours is the first, as usual.
You're my first everything - practically.  I feel special.  You open the door
and I follow you in.  It's kind of normal.  Books. CDs. Computer.  Bed.
Kitchen.  Couch.  Maps.  Family picture.  Mini TV.  Radio.  Papers.  Wireless
phone.  Whatnot.  It's small.  It's you.

You ask if I want anything to drink, and I say "no, its ok" as though you
were trying to make things ok by your offer.  You don't get anything to drink
either.  You sit on the couch and tell me to come there.  So I do.  I sit
next to you and lean against your side, just like I did so long ago.. and you
feel the top of my head and you have your arm around me, but you shift and I
end up in your arms completely.  My body is between your legs and between
your arms, and we hug.

Tightly.  It's so secure, so comfortable.  You rub my back, firmly smoothing
out the back of my shirt. You feel so strong.. and you smell so good - heck
if I only could have held onto the smell of you over the years.. And you
whisper my name in my ear, and you whisper "I miss you" - and I hug you
harder trying to compete with the tightness you hug me with and I murmur a "I
miss you too" although I'm sure you weren't able to hear my pronunciation..
but you still knew what I was saying.

We separate slightly.  You look into my eyes.  Oh your eyes.. your eyes
dazzle, you know?  They dazzle and cry and get turned on.. I can always know
how you feel by looking into your eyes > <input type=

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