In the next six months whilst I was dealing withGeorge's Will and disposing of his possessions, mythoughts were often drifting back to Blake and the pastand what might have been, how red hot we were for eachother how we couldn't keep our hands of each other, howhe would pull me into his arms, hold me so tight likehe'd never let me, the magic of his kisses our l longingfor more of each other. I knew how great we would havebeen together. These memories, so vivid, brought backby his unexpected appearance at Geoge's funeral.
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