PRECARIOUS
Von: Robert F. CliftonRobert Sayer moved expertly through the crowded dance floor gently guiding the girl he held close to him and at the same time kept in time to the music.
Then he saw her. He saw her in the arms of her date. When he did he knew instantly that he had to meet her, to know her. He wanted to hear the sound of her voice, the feel of her in his arms. He wanted to smell the aroma of her perfume. for the rest of the evening, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.
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