Come back often and take hold of me, sensation that I love, come back and take hold of me --when the body's memory revives and an old longing again passes through the blood, when lips and skin remember and hands feel as though they touch again. Come back often, take hold of me in the night when lips and skin remember...
-Constantine Kavafy
In a flash the entire story popped into my head. I was about to go to sleep, but I raced to get it all down before I could forget it.
Anyway, it is an After Dark story (so be warned), but if you're interested, here it is:
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