He watched through the dusty blinds as she pulled away from his house. The lingering whiff of her sensuous odor filled his nostrils as he closed his eyes and thought about the passionate kiss they had shared. The stroll to the fridge felt wrong as each passing step took him further from the place where he had last seen this magnificent beauty. A chill ran up his arms when he opened the door to the freezer, making him think of how her touch brought on the same reaction. She was on his mind and nothing could stop him from thinking about… “Hey! These grapes are pretty dang good!” he said out loud, and all thoughts were gone as this full grown man stood there, with the freezer door open, and devoured a bowl full of frozen grapes.

Peace...
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