(Found another vignette by you!)
It was gorgeous today, so I went to the pool. I sat in the sun for a long time, just enjoying the heat on my skin and the sound of the water. I ordered a Screwdriver. You know that's what I like to drink. I thought of you as I lay there in the sun - nothing in particular, really, just my mind remembering moments with you, like the first time you took me to Apollo, and how I felt the first time I saw what you look like, and what you sounded like when we made love.
I needed to go to the bathroom, but I didn't want to go into the pool bathroom, so I went to the powder room on the upper floor. It was deserted in there, except for me. I guess it was thinking of you and the sunlight and the alcohol, but I was so horny, so wet. I reached down between my legs and used my fingers to make myself cum while I bit into my lip so I didn't cry out. All alone, in the bathroom stall.
I miss loving you and fucking you and kneeling to you.
After you read this, delete it, and we'll pretend I never said these things.
By JJ, many years ago
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