Maid of Marvels
Lurking with Intent
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Solitary, soiree, chocolate.
The wine chilled, crudités arranged in a sunburst of color around a bowl of Godiva’s chocolate she’d been saving for this special soiree. “Mmm… “ she murmured contentedly, settling back onto the overstuffed settee, cucumber in hand. “Now for the dip.”
There was much to be said for solitary lovemaking.
Sorry... I couldn't resist.
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