It puts me in good standing, in case I take liberties.
[Yeah. Yeah that's perfect. He turns into the embrace, the heat still in the range of 'a warm bed in the morning.' Those lips are tempting but the twist of - both of them trapped in the Lonely means it's a close, clutching hug first.]
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[Yeah. Yeah that's perfect. He turns into the embrace, the heat still in the range of 'a warm bed in the morning.' Those lips are tempting but the twist of - both of them trapped in the Lonely means it's a close, clutching hug first.]