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Don't panic

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It was Saturday morning, and Danielle and Luke were lying on the bed, covered by a white blanket from their chests to their feet, and both were facing each other.

"Stop! Stop!! Stop tickling me," she laughed. The blanket made it hard to see where Luke was actually touching her until Danielle said,

"Is this how you used to tickle your ex?" She looked at Luke's face and waited for his response.

"No, she never allowed me this kind of freedom with her body, and I hated that."

"What's one thing I could do to signal the end of this relationship?"

"Hmmm..." Luke shifted his legs and head.

"I'm waiting," Danielle used her left hand to stroke his beard.

"Depriving me of touching you when I want to?"

"Wait a minute, can't you go without sex for a few days? What if I have to travel? Can I rely on you? Don't act like you'll die without it."

"I won't die, but please, don't do it." He smiled at her.

"What's the worst thing you hate, the one thing you don't want y
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