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Dear Max, I hope you're doing well in Nevada. I'm sure the conference is going great for you. I just wanted to let you know how much I adore and miss you.
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Just thinking about you is too much sometimes. I miss us. The way you'd walk up to me on all fours, slowly lick my toes as you massaged my feet, gently working your way to my inner thigh...
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...Jake, knock it off, I'm writing a letter to my husband..
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