He ran his hand up her skirt, playing with her panties. His fingers wedged themselves into her vulva. His pudgy wrinkly man-fingers both repulsed and excited her. She loved sex and resented the man who satisfied her. How dare he thrust himself inside her and oh my god how good it feels.
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Later - much later - they stand together as she kisses him goodbye. Reaching up to him she kisses him passionately knowing she will never see him again. Nor does she want to. As he leaves, he polishes the door numberplate with his sleeve. "Good old apartment 203. I'll never forget you". It's unclear if he is talking to the apartment or her.
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