5o Word Stories: The Kiss

5o Word Stories: The Kiss

Twin Red
Twin Red

It is the calm before the storm as lips hover above softest silk. There is no panic, an appreciation of the task in hand and the clarity of thought conducive to its undertaking prevails. A deep unneeded breath to settle, and then the puncturing of her epidermis begins. It is a nightly work of art.

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