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02.23.2003-4:22 am

Tonight he made me weak. His simple touching of my flesh made me weak at the knees. I found it slightly unbearable to walk. His lips on my own made me quiver. I found myself lost in a haze, my body slightly trembling. Just a slight touch of his hand against my own made me shiver with excitement. Just the way he looks at me makes me, makes me orgasm. Oh how I wish his hands were on me now.