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“Will you kiss my nipples really softly, like the dew kisses the clover?” I asked.  I needed gentleness, as I often do. “What dude kisses the clover?” my spouse asked. “The dew!” I said.  “You know. The water that condenses out of the air.  Like fog.” “Oh,” he said.  He kissed my nipples gently, the

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