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In the backseat of a taxi is where my dream took place. I pressed against the young, tall, guy with a chiseled face and made out with him. Fingering away at his t-shirt, I lifted it and dug in to his skin to feel a fold of fat. I didn't flinch. "When I first saw you I thought you were hot" I said with my eyes an inch away from his. "I thought you were okay" he said.
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