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fantasy story of Mizuki Kanno :
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e area to another, always
reorganizing. We spoke about a photo he had sent me of himself. But there
seemed to be something else going on. Something I couldn't quite put my
finger on, and then...
"Lena. Would you do something for me? One little thing?" A pause. and
before I could reply, "Would you touch your nipple while we talk?"
I felt stunned, like I had been hit. Not by a fist or anything violent, more
like a shock wave. Something was being pulled from me. Something I wasn't
sure I wanted to let out. I don't know. I can't explain it. I could feel the
heat in my face. My heart seem to beat harder or at least I became aware of
its beat. Would I do it? Could I reply?
"Ok." I don't know how long it took me to get that one word out.
"And would you imagine that it is my hands cupping your breast, holding it
up so that my lips brush the nipple like edge of a chalice."
A fog seem to enter the room. A mystic fog. I was becoming encased in it. It
was beginning to shut out the rest of the world. My hand trembled as it
moved up my shirt to my breast. I squeezed, held myself tight
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