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He closed the door and I felt his hands lay on my shoulders. He kissed my neck and it warmed me up better than the wine. I don’t really know what he was doing differently from other men but I couldn’t keep on my legs. I wasn’t tipsy; it was him that made my knees weak. I had a feeling of close faint.

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