September 2009 Boston Harbor sail

Charles River on New Year’s Eve 2008

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In one smooth motion, she swiveled her hips and checked if the tomatoes were done, never missing a beat.

Her eyes darted over my right shoulder. I reached behind me and turned on the light. Her face lit up.

She kneaded, she scratched, she tickled; I sighed.

Apple picking, October 2008

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Niagara Falls

“Don’t eat that!”, she stopped me, before bringing a chocolate-covered strawberry to my lips.

You’re being all flirty. — I've been all flirty for the last several hours! — Yes, but now it's working.

Erin in San Jose, summer 2006

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“Initiative is hot”, I said, smiling. She leaned in and kissed me again.

Lake house weekend

A brief detour to Woods Hole

I paused, then decided. Reaching out, I plucked the gray fuzz out of her white knitted hat. She smiled.

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September 2009 Boston Harbor sail

Charles River on New Year’s Eve 2008

In one smooth motion, she swiveled her hips and checked if the tomatoes were done, never missing a beat.

Her eyes darted over my right shoulder. I reached behind me and turned on the light. Her face lit up.

She kneaded, she scratched, she tickled; I sighed.

Apple picking, October 2008

Niagara Falls

“Don’t eat that!”, she stopped me, before bringing a chocolate-covered strawberry to my lips.

You’re being all flirty. — I've been all flirty for the last several hours! — Yes, but now it's working.

Erin in San Jose, summer 2006

“Initiative is hot”, I said, smiling. She leaned in and kissed me again.

Lake house weekend

A brief detour to Woods Hole

I paused, then decided. Reaching out, I plucked the gray fuzz out of her white knitted hat. She smiled.

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