Too Sexy

His silken fur caressed my tear-dried cheek as we gazed at the night sky, glistening like the early morning dew on a sleeping black bear. The air was filled with the redolence of tender sprightliness and fond memories of the week gone by. Although I knew I would see young Calvin again, one thought wedged itself in the crux of my mind: Calvin, I wish I knew how to quit you.

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It's tough being this sexy.

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