Thursday, January 3, 2013

Intermission


A ballet may not have been the best first date however, if it wasn't for the curtain dropping and the bell chiming intermission we may never have left for my place.  She was a vixen looking for culture and I a victim willing for sex.  Together, with a heavy dose of wine, our night would fade into morning.  Her hips pressed boldly into me as her deep brown eyes screamed take me home and fuck me. She probably knew this because when we turned toward the exit she smiled saying “If you’re nice I will leave my heels on.”


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