Three Hundred Seventy Seven

I sadly pull out of her and I kiss her softly.

She helps me get dressed and digs through her duffel bag. She pulls out a Fleetwood Mac t shirt, and a pair of gray yoga pants.

"Your dress", I stammer.

'You can snuggle up with it tonight", she laughs as she puts her hair into a ponytail.

We put oursel...

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