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I draw invisible lines on Angine's buttocks while she does the same on my chest. We had the most magical night, forgetting the past and everything that could keep us apart. Now it's daylight, reality has come back to us and we need to talk about what's next. But so far, neither of us has said a single word. I know what I want and I don't care about anything that could be an obstacle