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| go by faster. She watched the seconds tick away on the clock as she sipped on her luke warm apple juice. She listened to the people answering their phones and the click as she hung up on them. She wished that she could take off her clunky shoes and the confining clothes, she is forced to wear for dress code, and so that she is able to stretch her entire body form her finger tips to her toenails. And so she can lie blissful in the arms of her loved one, feeling flesh to flesh. Kiss his soft lips and run her fingers through his dark hair. Because, in her mind, there is no happier place on earth. |