A little shreek like a lobster plunged into a boiling pot came from her throat-trying to stifle it her heart bobbed in her chest and she gasped expelled. ‘Just ready’ he said Her head turned to the side her left hand grabbed his arm-it was hard-her lips plugged up again as he released-a sadness overwhelmed her.
Nighty off. Blackness lifted her off the wheelchair and lowered her into the uncomfortably cold water. Oh, oh she stuttered. Lifting up one breast with the nonchalance of a child licking a lollipop, blackness rubbed it lifting the soft swelling flesh up cleaning under it and around- pushing it to her underarm then he cupped
A man who knows what to do with words in the best way for sex.
Muse affect It’s hard to imagine or explain the intrinsic affect a muse has on your internal world. It becomes a mass of confusion – exposed- and at the same time subsumed by a mantle of desire and resistance. It’s agonal and Lazarus coming together. The breath is excoriated by unannounced whimpers of assent, how
Embody the good story