Sunday Smith

Not A Dear John Letter

It was a warm summer day when the words of a familiar sexy voice turned from friendship to inquisitiveness. Uncertainty, mystery, and excitement instantly began filling the air. A simple hmmm spawned a whirlwind of words heavy with innuendo and predictions that piqued interest. Affection and an uncertain love showed itself in a warm sunny place filled with palm trees.

The newfound interactions were filled with passion, wide eyes, and amazement. Each and every occasion brought a new sensatio

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