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Lamb to the slaughter


MrX

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We had held hands 5 months long. Enough.

 

I turned towards her slight figure.

 

?I want go short-time with you?

 

She started, looking quizzical.

 

?Now??

 

Her eyes were slightly liquid in the Cowboy gloom.

 

During our latency she had eroticized grotesquely

 

Upstairs I understood I didn?t know what we were doing.

 

When she lay down calmly, on her back, somewhere between challenge and indifference, her nakedness alarmed my eye. I looked for an imperfection to get some purchase.

 

Fucked already tonight? I wondered to distract myself

 

An age passed. Clearly no way she was going to initiate.

(Months later she said: ?up to customer to fuck?)

 

Perhaps it would have been better if the room were darker.

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You do have a nice sense of humour Jack, but if it were me in his story, I think I'd remember more then just the room.

 

I think however, that there are many on this board who may remember that room, but have to use their imagination to visualise the rest.

 

And please don't cast aspersions on poor Romp, he makes the impression of being quite heterosexual.

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