She wanted nothing more than to escape the monotonous hum of
every day. She wasn't sad or dissatisfied
it was just a needed break. Feigning the
flu that ran rampant in the news, she stretched out against the breaking day
with victory and naughty in her mind. He’d
left hours ago. There was nothing but
the comfort of solitude. The only sound heard, came from passing cars on the
street below. As the cool wind tickled
her naked flesh she decided so should her fingers and settled in for lustful
exploration before she would drift back to sleep.
Photo Title: Unknown
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: The Wet Spot
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