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From: Alexis Siefert <ealexissiefert@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Forward and Backward in White with Buckles  - RP (Flash, MF) (Alexis S.)
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Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2004 00:10:03 -0400
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Forwards and Backwards in White with Buckles A Palindrome in 300 words by
Alexis Siefert

   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

   Palindrome: a word, verse, or sentence, or a number that reads the same
backward or forward.
This is a work of adult fiction and should be read only by adults.  It
is also my work.  Although I receive no compensation other than your
comments, it is still my work.  Please respect this and do not repost it
somewhere else without talking to me first about it.  If you are not
allowed to read works with sexual content, either due to your age or by
virtue of the laws in the geographical location in which you reside, please

do not continue.

   Enjoy, and if you're so inclined, please let me know what you think.

   Alexis (ealexissiefert@yahoo.com) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

   The best decisions are rarely the easiest ones to make.

   Yes, I love him.  I will always love him.  I can't live with him, but I
do love him.

   My ears filled with the rush of my own blood and passion.  My heart
thumped against my breast, and I felt his pulse on my skin-strong, fast,
then slowing as his once-ragged breath calmed.

   I was deep in him; he in me.  I wrapped legs, arms, and lips around his
pulsing.  We matched and paced each other-my thrusts for his, pounding and
flailing.  I was covered with the warmth from his body and could feel the
wetness between my thighs.

   My thoughts raced through our lives together - I saw him once, and I
knew we were in love.

   "You must be mistaken, I don't think we've met."

   Why did he insist it's me who's mistaken?  Again.

   Something cold, sharp, in my hands.

   Again.  Why did he insist it's me who's mistaken?

   "You must be mistaken, I don't think we've met."

   My thoughts raced through our lives together - I saw him once, and I
knew we were in love.

   I was covered with the warmth from his body and could feel the wetness
between my thighs.  I wrapped legs, arms, and lips around his pulsing.  We
matched and paced each other-my thrusts for his, pounding and flailing.  I
was deep in him; he in me.

   My heart thumped against my breast, and I felt his pulse on my
skin-strong, fast, then slowing as his once-ragged breath calmed.  My ears
filled with the rush of my own blood and passion.

   I can't live with him, but I do love him.  I will always love him.  Yes,
I love him.
   The best decisions are rarely the easiest ones to make.

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