I liked ....
The part where our fingers would intertwine, when he'd hold me when he didn't have to.
It was a nice touch.
His smell of colonge and cigarettes. Mmmmmm.
When I could feel the warmth of his body. I think the warmth itself would drown the snoring akin to turkey mating calls and muffled symphony of farts in the sheets.
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