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Warmth stays between my thighs. There’s a place between my thighs that stays warm long after I hold them close. Sometimes I sit on the edge of the bed and open my legs just enough to feel how the air touches my skin. My hijab wraps around me, hiding everything except the way my skin glows under it. My anklet slides against my ankle when I move. I wonder how many men imagine my thighs spreading wider under my clothes. It makes me feel claimed even when no one’s here. I like knowing there’s wetness between my legs that only I can feel. Sometimes I touch the inside of my thigh and feel how wet it gets before I even know. If you want me to keep writing about the warmth I carry, then reveal my face to support my work.
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