Dear June,
When we first moved from just 'talking' about our history into the things we wanted to do with and to each other you told me I would love your lips. "They'll feel like pillows."
You were right, they did...everywhere or so I recall.
It is possible I might have forgotten or become confused so if you want to show me I might consider letting you.
Or maybe I might say no because I have taken a vow of chastity and become a monk.
I could say more and maybe one day I will. I make no predictions here, but I will promise you have never had a better hug than mine.
There is a solid reason for that.
Anyway, I have a million miles to cover and some things can't be shared here...today.
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