Wednesday, March 9, 2011


Last night, Sam shared one of his most intimate thoughts with me:
"I know I shouldn't, but as soon as I leave your office I can't stop thinking about it. And counting the moments until I can go back for more."

"I know," I replied huskily, "I feel the same way."

What has ignited this lust, you ask?

It's on my desk...

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