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Golden Mask - Susanna Mercado
🕑 Added 2024-11-26 11:29:24 +0000 UTCM. captivated me. His mysterious image took over my thoughts, and I couldn’t stop fantasizing about him. Who was he? How old was he? What was he like? In my head, he was the epitome of the perfect man, and I was eager to get to know him better. I fell in love with this mysterious virtual image with a reckless passion that could not be contained. Perhaps it was the lack of sex after the divorce (and the lack of good sex for many years before that). Perhaps it was the realization of my mortality and the fact that my life was half over, and my sexually active life even shorter. Whatever the reason, I enjoyed every minute of this communication.
Maybe it was this sudden and unfamiliar freedom that gave me a heady euphoria.
Days and nights merged into one - I thought only about him. Lying in bed in the silence of sleepless nights, I imagined his hands touching my strictly restrained body, breaking all rules and boundaries. In my thoughts, he dominated me, plunging me into a pool of unbridled, all-consuming passion from which it was impossible to escape. His ghostly presence became my obsession, a sweet captivity from which I did not want to break free.
