Christine

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I was attracted to the innocence and vulnerability of him testing old waters and discovering they hadn’t gone cold on him. They were waiting, warm and welcoming, and he invited me in with him. The untamed glee he exuded after proving a skill he hadn’t put to use for years hadn’t gone rusty on him. He captivated me, a worm baited on his hook, and keeping him clueless was the equivalent of smiling while getting your ass kicked. A fucking struggle.
Christine
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