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Weeks had past; months really. She felt alone
and utterly depressed. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts and her hands
wander - it was not the same, but it will have to do for now. Her senses
piqued. The drone of the ceiling fan... |
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Outside it was dark and the wind was mourning; its tears running down the window. I could vaguely see my silhouetted reflection in the mirror when the lightning struck, and watched the curve of my body being trace... |
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The heat in the room was unbearable. They wanted each other. The air of urgency thick and loaded. They tore at each others’ clothes, and fell into bed.She gently guided his erect penis into her. His eyes were locked on her. She was beautifu... |
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| She has been here before - in her dreams. This is so much more than her imagination offered. The sun slants down through the curtains, highlighting the soft golden curls that frame his face. She has never seen anything more beautiful in her life. She... |
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He led me by the hand through the vast green stalks that scratched my legs. It was the middle of winter, but heat prickled my skin, mixing with the itch from the wheat, making me feel agitated and ready to rip off my skin.He stopped and in my distr... |
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Outside the wind is tugging at the trees. The lightning illuminates the sky and the thunder roars its supremacy. Rain rebounds off the windows, the roof, the ground, while inside our warm bodies coil together; passionately imitating the wild weathe... |
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"This is not funny. How the hell did I get myself into this?" she thinks. She whips her head around and almost passes out - from the dull ache of her arms, or the picture in front of her, she's not too sure which. Words fail her. His glorius s... |
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Valentine’s Day, and boy do I have a surprise for Jack. My phone alerts me to a new message – this nifty little gadget will play an integral role in my plans, although I imagine we won’t be hearing all 500 songs.... |
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She lazily opens her eyes. Yup, he’s on the phone again. She swears that phone gets more lip service than she does these days. She rubs the sleep out of her eyes and rolls over. 14 February. Valentine’s Day.She can just imagine the offi... |
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