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Vanilla
The phone dinged
as he passed,
lit up;
it was hers.
He didn’t mean to look.
“LOL, you are so mean.”
the message said.
Above which;
“NGL, he’s sooo vanilla.”
In response to;
“what’s he like in bed?”
He hoped it wasn’t
about him
and hoped it was.
Copyright ©
Terry Miller
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