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The bar was like a fifty-foot watchtower. Raechell could people-watch for days. She knew the look of someone who suppresses their inner selves, and their inner desires. To melt those fears away was something she could do easily. Her body was an organism that could accommodate for even the most skittish. He would find himself intertwined with her, his body lost inside hers upon a gentle embrace. He would feel everything that her body felt that night. The intimacy, lust, and aftercare of both bodies.

An experience.

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