August 2011
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What she saw, what she heard
“Just …”
I grabbed the back of her neck.
“… do what I say.”
She was still as stone.
On my sofa.
Shirt pulled up.
Panties around her ankles.
Blouse open.
A breast …
… one I was just sucking …
… pulled out of and over her bra.
Seconds ago …
She had heard my front door open.
She had froze.
Looked at me.
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