Lucky Son-Of-A-Bitch
2004-09-20 - 1:04 a.m.
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I lay on my bed in the darkness, with Audrey snuggled up nakedly against my body, head resting upon my chest. I lazily stroked my cat with the other arm, who lay next to me (but not touching), on the other side of me, opposite to Audrey. And I felt like one lucky son-of-a-bitch.
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