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"the neaks." that's what we call them. both pretty. monique and unique. i like monique, she has command of her booty. her jeans like the skin of a fresh pepper hugging each slope and curve. hold back the desire to bite my fist. the forbidden fruit at work.
her skin blackened by a thousand african suns. she speaks softly, crisply. wavering, vulnerable.
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