A Split Tongue Wasn't On My Sexual Fantasy List. It Should Have Been.
Briefly

The narrative revolves around a serendipitous encounter through Bumble during a solo dinner at a market. The author finds a profile intriguing, particularly due to shared values and attractive physical features. Despite knowing they were leaving town, a date is arranged, leading to a remarkable connection. The chemistry flows naturally, and as they kiss, a discovery about the man's tongue heightens curiosity, setting the stage for deeper exploration of their unique encounter.
I first noticed how he fit my physical type: people who look like brown Jesus... He was a textbook example with luscious long hair and deep brown eyes.
It was one of the best dates I've ever been on; he was comfortable, vulnerable, and curious... I enjoyed his company more than I had anyone else in a very long time.
Much to my delight, he said yes, and we decided to go on a date at the rooftop bar at my hotel in a few hours.
I boldly asked if he wanted to kiss me... As we kissed, I noticed there was something different about his tongue.
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