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Subject: {ASSM} RP Deja Vu (Mbitch zoo best flash) 485 words  - Stasya T. Canine
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Mbitch zoo best flash (485
words)
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This is my 'Flash!' story for the 'alt.sex.stories.moderated one year
anniversary celebration' that took place on November 10, 2000.
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Deja Vu
by Stasya T. Canine
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I felt...

Accepted.

I turned my head, my blue eyes met your brown ones - and there was a
silent commitment.

Us.

I reached and as my hand came up, your nose slowly nodded into it.

With a gentle touch, our souls merged.

A different body.  The same soul.  Ten years after we said our farewells,
you returned.  It was as if you knew that someday I would need your gentle
wisdom to help me through life again.

Your new body was unfamiliar to the ways of the flesh even though the mind
that controlled it knew what was to come.  Patiently, knowing the future
to be, the two of us taught your new body what our minds already knew.

It is time.

You laugh and turn away from me.  You shift your tail and reveal yourself.

"Come to me.  Dance with me.  Make love to me..."

"Again."

I bend forward and gently run my hands along your sides.  Long forgotten
signals are remembered and given to you - my lover.

Just as you did then, you respond with the signals that you so often used
to tell me of your love and readiness - for me.

Eagerness arches your neck.  The air is filled with the scent of your
desires.

I kneel slightly. I close my eyes.  With the experience of our years
together I align my penis with your vulva - and gently return to our past.

I slide home on the slipperiness of your fluids.  When I am fully
sheathed, I open my eyes and watch as your head tilts backwards so your
gentle eyes are able to fill my soul with your love.

Before I move within you, we take the time to remember past joys.

Memories.

Memories that become the present.

As I begin the movements that tell you of the future we will build
together, you lower your head and begin to pant as your pleasure rises.

Slowly, steadily, passionately...

I take us to the peaks of times past.

Before I pulse, I feel your inner muscles quiver and then suddenly tighten
around me.  The way of remembered love becomes more difficult to travel.

My thrusts become filled with a driven need as we continue to travel that
familiar trail - together.

I peak!

Pleasure overwhelms me as I spasm.

My inner essence flows into your body along with the liquid statement of
my love for you.

Your strong legs tense and take up the familiar burden of my spent body
when my orgasm is over.

The destination we eagerly sought - has been reached again.

My strength begins to return.  I brace myself and push against you as I
rise.  I feel your body sag slightly before you flex your powerful legs
and help push me upright.

I kneel beside you and let my hands flow along your sides in a gentle
benediction.

"Welcome back."

"I've missed you."
---

Stasya T. Canine
November 4, 2000

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