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- She was wearing these little pajama shorts and a flimsy tank-top, one strap had slid off her shoulder. I was dying to be able to just pan the camera in the picture up a little bit, to get a better view of her legs as what little fabric there got pulled up her thighs… Or to reach through the screen and massage her naked arm, working my way to her slightly exposed chest…
- By Friday night, or technically Saturday morning, she was finishing off our correspondence for the day.
- 'Okay, I totally need to sleep or else I'm going to be a zombie at this family thing I have to do tomorrow. But I'll see you Saturday night, right? Online of course. Unless you'd rather talk face to face somewhere ;) I wouldn't mind not having to type so much. My poor fingers!'