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Aparna Chatterjee
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Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
I gasp at him
(Silently)
He doesn't
Stop, doesn't
Stop, doesn't
Stop.
Though he
Hasn't
Heard me.
He doesn't
Know when
To stop…
The pleasure
Is mutual,
The pleasure
Is unstoppable.
Till I
Pull his
Head
Away
And
Heave
A sigh of
Relief.
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