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Cohortise

When my eyes closed I could still feel her body against mine, the lingering warmth radiated throughout me as I relived the sacred experience with as much realism as possible.

When my eyes closed I could still feel her body against mine, the lingering warmth radiated throughout me as I relived the sacred experience with as much realism as possible.

The way her hands held mine as she straddled atop me, the intensity in those ice blue eyes that pierced through me with the waterfall flow of her fiery red hair framing her alabaster face to perfection. This was the pinnacle of my life thus far, to feel the passion and intensity of what she delivered was beyond all dreams and expectations. I was now a man who had lived, who had loved, and who could move forward to become greater than I was yesterday.

When she left, she took the large stack of bills on the table and walked out the door without a word. It was known that Cohortise didn’t repeat customers, that was not their purpose. They were bred and designed to be a once in a lifetime experience that would alter a man forever, and allow him to be better for all women after.

I smiled, grateful for the night, and looked forward to seeing my fiancée for breakfast.

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