I first met Fiona at a Christmas party
A beautiful
woman in a young girl’s body
Fiona was
far more mature than her years
And she
chose me that night
Despite a
host of more suitable suitors
And we
danced into the night
Her firm
body pressed against mine
Her
intoxicating scent enveloping me
Arms clinging
tightly to me
Her breath
against my neck
In full
view of envious eyes
And later
in passionate embrace
Just the
two of us in the darkness
As I kissed
her goodnight
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