After

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       We laid in the bed, with covers laying over us, "Don't lie to me again, baby," I told him.

"Baby, just ask me any question that pops into your mind, and I'll do my best to answer it," he replied.

"I like that deal."

"Good. As long as it's good with you, than it's perfect for me."

"I love that," we touched lips. I knew that I had made the right decision. I wasn't going to get hurt anymore. I had nothing to worry about. At this moment, I had received what I have always wished for. A perfect life! Okay, may be not perfect, because I have aids, but perfect, because at the moment, I'm happy.

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