decadent and sweet.
i give
Betty a call.
she's up for it too,
i can rely on her
when the urge comes on.
let me throw something
on and i'll be
right over she says.
when she arrives, she throws
her arms
around me
and we tumble up the stairs,
into bed.
can we go
to dinner now, she sighs
afterwards.
and i'd like cake
for dessert.
chocolate.
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