Visiting France (Erotica)
You're in France. So many thousand miles away from where I live. And I miss you. So damn much, apparently, that I took the nearest plane to Paris. I can't wait to see you, to see that look on your face when you realise I'm there with you again. I can't wait to touch you, to kiss you, to feel you again after going so long without having you around. I imagined it would be so good, that we'd kiss and touch each other with so much need that we'll never let go for a long while. But the actual experience of it is so much better than what I thought it would be. I should visit France more often.
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