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I had hoped last night that I could help Zach relax enough that he would sleep...but he didn't. He woke in my arms looking tired and frail. He wanted to make love...I wanted to be sure. He seems okay...but I will not push him. I want to take care of him. "I have you, Zach..." I remind him. I hold him close and start a deep but gentle rhythm. "Don't ever forget that..."

"Never... I never will..."

I kiss him deeply, run my hand down his body...between his legs...