The Bad Touch
by Hezekiah Allen Taylor

in all things there should be an assumption
of quality--in this act she (suddenly, quickly)
could find none--not that physical contact
should be avoided, not at all, it's just--
him saying those things at apex (orgasm, climax)
"I Love You" standing out the very most
after that, well, then every single conduit
of his skin seemed to absorb more meaning
than she had ever really implied
she just wanted to be fucked
sometimes the desire overwhelms her
she's so sorry

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