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Steak And Potatoes

In all honesty. I think what I truly desired was to be put on a plate. And be devoured piece by piece. My attention, all my free time. Everything that no one else could see. With knife and fork. T be taken apart and devoured tastefully. With nothing left except the juice of where I laid. The tough parts that take time to cut, Revealed in an instant. To be desired in mutual attraction, a certain craving. Covered in salt, pepper, a slice of butter. All of my interests, my habits. The anticipation of being sizzled and flipped on a cast iron skillet. Served fresh on a plate. A baked potato on the side to bring out the taste. In all honesty. I think I'll have a steak

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Date: 8/5/2017 3:29:00 PM
A brilliant write "Kewayne" to describe oneself as a meal to be devoured - Very artistly expressed - Just made me want to eat you just to know you - loved it - Indiana x x x
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Date: 8/5/2017 3:30:00 PM
When I come to eat you "Kewayne" can my friend "Hannibal" come too . . . ; )
Date: 7/28/2017 3:04:00 PM
Um...Can I join you? I love steak with mushrooms on top and steak sauce Also fries or a baked potato on the side. Oh...now I am hungry for a steak. Your fault. Have a nice day my friend.
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