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Few things are sweeter than anticipation.

I feel like one of those little Scottie dogs mounted on a magnet. The pull is incredible. And the push of the matching pole is almost tangible. I told Neme that it's like a living thing hanging in the air. The only thing that keeps me from losing my fucking mind is the flush of his face as he turns from me, because I know he's feeling it too.

This is probably the most horrible thing I've ever done. And quite possibly the most satisfying. And I think its because I've no memory of anyone EVER being drawn to me like this, and feeling the same way at the same time. Not in real life.