An Extract Piece of the Story, "I came"
I came. I came.
My heart is pounding. My lung is squeezing.
There is nothing in my head but the blank white space, where you feel no gravity.
Then the weight of hers on my front body pulled me back from the white space.
She crawled up and kissed on my lips once, twice, and then I felt warmth on my tongue.
"How is the taste?"
There was no taste.
But the warmth stayed on my toug, and then throat, and it went down.
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