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Author InformationSorry, no additional information available about 'chocolate.' Isn't it enough that they write?List of entries for A fantasy of syrup I burst into the kitchen, twisted with lust. Tears ran down my eyes. Round, black, syrup can. The opener bit into the resisting metal and tore an even pyramid of desire into the lid. How well that desire has permeated my being, leaving me damp and twisted,... READ IT!
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consciousness is a social behavior into the bite of the sea went we, ...fuller fear were we |