The Index Card Diaries: Entry 25

Sometimes I fantasize about what it would be like to taste your mouth, take your small, yet capable frame in my arms, run my tongue down the lengths of your body, cross the line.
But only sometimes.
You will never know the exquisite power you have, you have always had over me.

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