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Posted on May 6, 2004. Filed under: Uncategorized |

Philips Home & Body I slip quietly out of the bed and into my robe. She stirs but still sleeps, her hair a burnished aurora on the pillow. Reluctantly I turn and walk softly towards the bathroom. Hand on chin. Rough. Too rough. ‘I like a man to be masculine,’ she had whispered, ‘but masculine can also be smooth.’ It’s never been as easy to get so close.

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