She laughed into the phone, her body aching for his touch. “So, Sailor, you going to come over here and prove it to me…?” She relaxed backwards into her leather chair, crossing her legs as they lay across her desk. She twirled the phone cord around her finger seductively… wishing that he was here to …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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