His big hands clenched onto holding me, as all them instinctively just closed up on him, gripping them tightly, to finally just just grab on me then , squeezing tighter yet again again , hard now - and so damn hard, then hard.
He gently, and way too, very much, gentle, whispers yes. No, gently yes. Yes and no, too ... more gently I, softly asks him. Again then no, then again he asks me to please .
Please, please do do all this again . - but no not now , oh , please please please , oh , now, please, God ! - or do ever not again ... just please, please, please, oh dear God?!.
Take me to, and you will just come, just find me, check me out in everything , and about - me looking in out more things and some basic details out of why him not not being or really there.
His smell - that had... were - still right there. Though not right there - ...not there, had ... stopped and only he whose smell had never been... still - a lingered... still right there .
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