/bathroom sink

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I remember being with you here. I remember your lips against mine, your hands in my shirt, your body pressed on mine and pushing me against the mirror, your eyes closed and imagining what else you could do to me, your legs in between mine, your whispers on my ear, your fingers playing with the straps of my bra. I remember it all happening on the bathroom sink not so long ago.

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