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True Love


She had been distant lately. We had been together for about 4 months and I thought things were going well, but then something seemed to go awry. She had always been a quiet one but I began to get the feeling that we had run out of things to say.
Our lovemaking had been almost non-stop at first. I had gone at her like a hound on a steakbone and she had never complained. As time passed though, things cooled a bit as we slid into the deathtrap of repetition and predictability. It's ironic that when relationships start we strive to learn all that we can about our partners; what they want, what they like, and how to know when we're giving it to them, and after we learn all of these things we grow bored because all of the mystery is gone. The mystery seems to be gone now. I didn't have to tell her. We both knew that it was time for us to part ways. We could now both move on with our lives and find other partners, challenges, and hopefully happiness. I kissed her one last time and sealed the cardboard box marked:
Astro Sex Dolls
43 La Cienega Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA
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