Good sex on Friday too
Mister took me to the train so that I could get home on Wednesday night. He also got up super early, 5:30am, to come to the train to pick me up on Friday. When he dropped me off at the station on Wednesday evening he got into the car to leave, but then stopped and came back in and planted a really big one on me. I wasn't expecting it. It was so dramatic--a kiss in the train station, how poetic. When he came to pick me up and drop me off at my place I was reaching to give him a hug and he kisses me again in the middle of the street. I still want to get back with him. For the simple reason that we are comfortable together. We know each other, I don't think that I've ever been so comfortable with anyone else. He knows all my secrets, except two, but one of those I've told a couple of people so it's not a secret anymore.
Oh my gosh, a train kiss sounds awesome.
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