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Macie:You’re crazy.
Booker:About you.
Macie:Pretty talk.
Booker:Were there others? Men, I mean.
Macie:In my childhood bedroom? No, you’re the only one who’s defiled that space.
Booker:In any other rooms?
Macie:I figured McCall would keep you up to date about the men in my life.
Booker:I never asked. I didn’t think I had the right.
Macie:You don’t.
Booker:Put me out of my misery, Macie girl.
Macie:No. But I’ve never brought anyone home to meet my parents.
Booker:We did though, didn’t we? Defile that sweet pink bedroom of yours. And those dirty showers we took with that flowery-smelling soap. Baby, those memories have kept me warm on more than one lonely night.
Macie:The moment I turned sixteen, all bets were off. It was a hell of a birthday present.
Booker:I was so nervous to touch you, I was always nervous to touch you. I was always stuck between being so damn glad that you were my every first, and mad at myself I didn’t have the experience to offer you something more.
Macie:I didn’t need skilled hands or practiced moves. I needed only you.
Booker:The moment I sank inside you… The memory of that night makes my spine tingle.
Macie:My parents were out of town again.
Booker:For two such suspicious, distrusting folks, they sure left you alone a lot of nights.
Macie:They thought Jeeves had it under lockdown.
Booker:Jeeves didn’t even know his left foot from his right.
Macie:I remember feeling so full with you inside me. There was pressure up into my stomach. I could barely breathe.
Booker:I swear I saw stars.
Macie:It was a perfect night.
Booker:I held you while you slept. I whispered how much I loved you into your ear, over and over.
Macie:You were still there when I woke up the next morning. You usually snuck out before the sun came up.
Booker:I couldn’t make myself leave. I rolled us over, I needed more.
Macie:I was so sore. I thought girls were exaggerating about that part, but it hurt.
Booker:I told you I was sorry. You told me not to stop.
Macie:I never wanted you to stop. I could never get enough of you.
Booker:Fuck, I miss you, Macie girl.
