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12/11/2024: New Private Message from Lily
We're on a train from New York to Los Angeles and in our compartment are you, me and my husband. You and I sneaking glances at each other, we seem interested in each other... I'm sitting across from you. I place my leg on my leg carelessly, my skirt scuffed up a little higher than is customary... My perfect legs in sheer stockings seem to tease you. I carelessly kicked off my high-heeled shoe, exposing to your gaze a seductive and graceful slender heel in nylon.... Do you think it's an accident? You're so naive, my stranger...
We're not lovers. I don't know you. But it's like we just suddenly felt conspiratorial, and there was some spark, a sweet secret arose between us... It happens very rarely, and it happened now between me and you...
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