I heard it once said that mercy wears lace but at that
moment I highly doubted that. She was a temptress
enticing and irresistible. She knew it
all too well as she waited, hunger in her eyes, leaning against the wall while
I struggled with my conscience. My palms
were sweaty with guilt for a sin I had yet to commit but knew I would. She knew
I would, that’s why she was dressed that way.
I was only here to pick something up for my girlfriend but never mind
that now. My resistance crumbled as she
beckoned for me.
Photo/Title: Bitchy
Artist/Photographer/Model: heteranria
Location of Work: deviantArt Link
Lace, Sweat, Temptress,
Doubt, Enticing
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