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It’s been a few months since this occurred and I remember it with great fondness. The image snapped by the waitress hangs above my desk where I see it every morning as I prepare for work. Two 30-something’s with a 40-year-old man sitting with them, grins on all faces. Next to it is another favorite photo of mine – an image of the marks he and I had left on her body while we played, taken after we’d finished showering. I still chat and text with her daily enjoying hearing about the love between them as it grows. I’m already planning a return trip, however, this time I have a girlfriend of my own who’s eager to be added to the mix.
