A Holiday Reunion: Rediscovering Memories

My reasons for going on Holidays
Reference text: Hi, Michelle here again.I hope?qtyly??That some of you linger over my last story longer than you meant to. This is another memory I felt the urge to share.I'm 37 now: blonde, 5�??6�?? confident in ways I don't always admit to myself. This particular chapter happened when I was 30, during a time when my public life and my private hunger lived very separate lives.I was working, independent, and very much alone: by choice. Still single, still careful. I'd had a few encounters before, carefully chosen, carefully hidden. I had rules back then. The most important one was distance.At home, I was reserved, almost invisible. No one there would ever guess what stirred beneath the surface. But away from home, where no one knew my name, my habits, my history. I don't know why it is called love but people need to understand that it's not just about pleasure, it's about connection, intimacy, and vulnerability. It's a form of communication. And trust me, that's what I want.

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