The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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(that would be my luck too, Erotic-Kiss. The bees LOVE me. Niiice poetry!)

and the kiss turns into something more promising.

I put in a windchime...
 
and I watch you type dreamily and furiously, as you write one back, hitting return and realizing...it went to the wrong lover. Oops!

I put in a the wrong lover's response...
 
and I watch you type dreamily and furiously, as you write one back, hitting return and realizing...it went to the wrong lover. Oops!

I put in a the wrong lover's response...

but they become the *right* lover

I put in a healthy Thanksgiving Day post run meal.
 
(true, just happened to me twice...so I modified :)

and it turns into a mug of decadent hot cocoa, topped with whipped-cream.

I put in a whoopie pie...
 
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