She sat back in her chair exhaling deeply, smiling as she
watched the smoke billow and fade away above her. She was content with herself at last,
enjoying an author’s victory. Her
imagination had just bled on to the paper, having run from the tips her
fingers. Today her muse was captured; he
would not turn her away. Today, he
kissed her with a body full of ache.
Today, he left another so that they could run away together. He dressed as she wanted, he gave her what
she needed, and he was hers to do whatever she desired.
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