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He left today. He said for me to call you. You said, “Come over right away. ” Demanded.“ Don’t you take all day because I’ve been waiting for you. I hope that you don’t mind, I’m looking like a valentine. We can be discreet when the act is black, you’ll remember me. We can be so discreet – living fiction – with me you’ll be fiction. ” I spoke his name. You asked me, “Do I bore you?” “Twice as much as an earthquake,” I explained. “Just unlock your hands and I will place them for you,” you promised. “You’ll be fine. I’ve done this more than a thousand times. We can be so discreet. When the act is black you’ll remember me. We can be so discreet – living fiction. No one would ever dream, with the lights up high, that you’d choke my scream. We can be so discreet – living fiction.” I should leave here all alone.