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Video ChatShe stares at the screen watching those strong blue eyes as they express his findings. She imagines kissing those strong, wet lips and running her fingers through his soft brown hair. As he looks over she feels herself grin as he reads yet another of her comments a smile forming on his lips. she looks at him, he looks at her. Interconnected but never fully linked their eyes will never reach the point of true connection. Not here. She sighs longingly. she longs to touch him, feel him, smell him and taste him. Another day to wait once more. She only saw him today and yet again he plagues her thoughts, his touch, his kiss. The girl stops andMore Like This
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