It’s been too long
Too long since you kissed me
Your lips like silk on my heated skin
Too long since you held me
Arms a strong fortress
Into which I could always retreat
It’s been too long
Too long since your body
Took me to places on high
Places no other man could touch
Since my body raised to meet you
In a perfect arc of passion
Breasts thrusting toward you
While the world all fell away
It’s been too long my darling
Hurry home to me again
A new client talks attorney Stan Turner into acting as his executor and trustee of his estate if he should die. Stan reluctantly accepts, but when the client is murdered before the ink is dry on the paperwork, Stan realizes he has been set up and mus
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