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The rules were simple: no names, no cameras and no judgments, just the pulsation of biotech. Everyone here was seeking the ultimate experience of pleasure, and he was no exception.
Moving through the crowd, his mind was consumed by the memory of the one he had been separated from for two centuries. Though he had experienced the touch of the many on his body, the imprint of the black bearded guy’s warm embrace had never left his skin or his thoughts. The memory of their time together was a constant presence that he couldn't shake off, no matter how much time had passed.
It's funny how time works in this new world. We have advanced so far technologically yet love and desire still feel the same. As I stand here, surrounded by the hum of technology and the touch of a thousand hands, I find myself questioning what love truly means. Is it just an ancient feeling, or is it something more? And what about friendship? Can it ever be as strong as love?
I cannot help but get caught in the thoughts of the ancient art of perfumery. The scents we wear, the fragrances we surround ourselves with, have long been associated with my attraction for him, the one. From his manly but sweet aroma of gingerbread to the heady musk of sandalwood, my mind is as infatuated as it gives me the strength to endure to not disappear in this timeless melee of lust.
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