August

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You wanted a kiss.

So I gave you one.

On the cheek.

You wanted more.

But I couldn't give you more.

It would be dangerous.

You were mad.

That made me sad.

But we were fine again the next day.

So I was happy again.

You wanted to go on a date.

But it would be risky.

So you invited me to your house for lunch.

I asked my doctor.

He said as long as we maintained minimal contact.

That was enough.

So I said yes.

You set the date.

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