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The day my body was perfect

I wanted to shout out to him as I heard him come down the stairs. I knew it was him. I could tell from his¬†footsteps, and the way he made slightly more noise than he normally would – treading heavily¬†to give me notice that he was awake. I’d been lying on the sofa for an hour or more, heart thumping and mind running over the things I wanted to say. The one thing I wanted to say: take me. Fuck me. Now, while my body is perfect.

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