My hand races across her jeans.
The dull thud of our bodies hitting the floor never registers.
All I'm conscious of is the deep night yawning before us.
How it feels to inhabit another person's soul. The lulling warmth
of welcome seeping into me like life's' sweet blood.
The clock ticking in tandem to each thrust.
I've gone mad.
...
S.
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