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One Night of Desire
It was the first rainfall for over three months in a city aching for relief from the summer heat, and the sweet, dusty smell kicked up from the sidewalk was almost intoxicating. Straight ahead, the neon sign flickered sporadically as those initial droplets of rain hit, illuminating the otherwise gloomy alley with bursts of pink light. “DESIRE” they called it, but it might as well have been called ‘NEED’ – the need for tongues, and fingers, and cocks stuffed into every hole, over and over again....
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