Jeff is writing a gay love story – his own story. He fell in love with his student, Matt, but he cannot bear with leaving his wife.
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The June dark enveloped them in the warm caress of the night.
2
The chamber soon was locked; he thought to caress the lovely maid.
3
The wind is a great warm caress; the sky a spotless blue.
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The tip of the trunk touched his face in a gentle caress.
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He almost lost it right there as she continued to caress him.
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Forrest rode in and saluted the boys with his usual rough caress.
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The feelings leapt alive, equally venomous from the wound and the caress.
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She paused to caress the two things she held in her arms.
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I had seen them lingeringly caress the rim of my wine goblet.
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He held her hand, and then reached up to caress her cheek.
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The wind was gentle and brushed their cheeks with the softest caress.
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He had seen the friendly caress and had heard the last sentence.
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She shrank at his tone-themastery of it, the confidence, the caress.
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Her laugh had in it a thrill that was like a caress.
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Just once her hot tongue touched his face in a final caress.
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He would let his lips caress the brim of the august goblet.
