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[aid] => mick
[title] => She needed an Answer
[time] => 2020-01-31 02:23:09
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I heard her call. I knew that voice.
Compelled I came. I had no choice.
She offered me a tempting taste.
Intrigued for more, I took my place.
Sweet offerings she promised me,
slowly and seductively.
Withholding secrets I entreated.
Waiting til she was completed,
I touched her gently.
She repeated
“ All old messages deleted. ”
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[informant] => softerware
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[topicname] => insomniac
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