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I strolled into a corner store the other morning searching for a newspaper. Out of the corner of my eye I caught site of a raven haired woman. I stared for a moment, returned my gaze to the newsstand and then looked once more.

Her eyes... They had grabbed my attention. You know the type. Eyes that can look at you from across the room and reach deep down into your soul.

Eyes that can say:

O Come hither or out of your league

O you fascinate me or you disgust me

O I need you to fuck me or go fuck off

Eyes can say so much. Hers told me "quit staring".
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