
In class
Here comes my desk partner
There it goes again
the smell of smoke infused with mint...
Just a hint of smoke
Burst of mint
returns me instantly to the moment my pulse raced
my heart pounded
my body giving into completley carnal desires.

AHHHHH the smell of somke masked by mint. What an impossible torture
(written in class Monday and copied here)
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