Seven.

You love me.

I love you.

This is perfect.

It’s ok.

It’s wrong.

It hurts.

No.

Stop!

We should stop.

Wait.

I can’t.

It’s different now.

It feels good.

It feels too good.

It happens.

It’s done.

– – – 0 – – –

You love me.

I love you.

Right?

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