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Vivian's heart was thundering loudly in her chest as the instant message window from Robbie popped open on her computer screen. "Hello Viv. :-)." He had typed simply. "Hi yourself," Vivian responded, her fingers shaking nervously. Today's conversation would be the moment of truth in their cross country Internet love affair. "I got your e-mail photos," he said. Vivian rested a hand delicately on her heaving overdeveloped bosom like an ante-bellum maiden. "What did you think of them?" Vivian typed with one fingertip. The words U R BEAUTIFUL popped up before Vivian's eyes and she began giggling in relief. "I want to pull open that satin ribbon off with my teeth. ;-)." Robbie made the first bold move. "Behave, Rob." "I can't." You have the most delicious and the plumpest set of curves I've ever laid my eyes on," Robbie gushed, and Vivian responded coyly and typed "*blush.*" "Where are you blushing, my peach?" Robbie asked and traced his finger along the pixelized bodice of Vivian's white, lacy baby doll nightie. "On every full curve and fold of flesh you want to lick," Vivian responded naughtily and ran a hand slowly down her torso. She cupped a bare breast lovingly before gliding her hand down her belly to much more intimate places. "KEEP TALKING!" Robbie's words exploded off the screen, and he was no longer touching the computer monitor. He had undone the knot on his robe to let Vivian's imagination take him to unbelievable heights. Vivian's breaths were coming quicker than her sexy thoughts now. "Tell me how it would feel to be with you." Robbie pleaded with his one free hand. "Great. Hot. Soft. Sweaty. Your greatest desires come true." Vivian promised running her fingers along her soft thigh under her baby doll nightie. "I'll be your best ever. A night with a true goddess." Vivian's body shuddered at her own arrogant predictions. Robbie wrote: "I'm on the first flight to you, my goddess."
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