Jorge,
I wish you still called me beautiful.
I wish we still talked or texted like before, our few months of sensual, sexual, teasing, pleasing bliss and fun.
Our chemistry was incredible but talking, just talking, was one of the best parts.
I don’t know who she is, but I can tell you’re not satisfied by her. In mind and body, that’s why you keep coming back to me, even for fleeting moments and physical experiences. I can’t say no to you.
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Don’t get pregnant
Does Jorge eat his scrambled eggs with ketchup on top?
Hi it’s me Jorge.