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I hear a knock on the door, my heart starts racing, my body tenses. It’s her, finally. I try to keep my stride even, try not to race for the door. I grab the knob, take a deep breath, and opened the door. The sight of her made me weak in the knees. There she was, just as I remembered her. Her long brown hair, her beautiful smile, her eyes... but that wasn’t all. She had dressed up for me; she was wearing a short black dress. Her body was better than I had remembered. The dress emphasized...