you don't fool me, effy stonem

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I think I simply want to experience it with him. Just once.
I want to know--I crave knowing--if he'd touch with only the tips of his fingers, smoothly and softly, or if he'd take possession, with a certain degree of arrogance, using his entire palm, shifting the position of my body and truly caressing as if yearning for as much contact as possible. I want to know how he expresses love and how he expresses lust. Imagination isn't enough. Every time I look at his hands, I wonder, but it's not as if I'd ever have the opportunity to find out.