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This is it. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted. He’s offering me the world. He’s just not offering me himself with it. When did I start to want that?
Come show me what you’re working on.” “No,” I say. “I’d rather you see it on me when it’s all done.” “That’s quite a lot of fabric,” he says sadly. “Oh, hush.”
Waiting. Not waiting. One lover. A hundred lovers. There should be no judgment either way. A woman is not defined by what she does or doesn’t do in the bedroom.
