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Eliza felt like a queen, her hand in Rafe’s and his lips adhesived to the top of it. This was their first small party as a couple. She had invited her sister to one of her favorite bars close to where Jeanne lived because she had not been out of her apartment, her city or […]
He could not keep his hands off of her breasts, pulling just gently but firmly enough on her nipples. Her internal gasps every time he touched her were overwhelming, Jeanne felt like she was going to explode. And then his eyes, it almost hurt to look at them because they were so beautiful. It was […]
They passed a bunch of scarecrows and skeletons, on the way to Terrence’s apartment. It was Halloween after all, and it was a bit creepy but not completely. Jeanne wanted Terrence so much, and the way he held her hand let her know that he wanted her just as much. In the lobby of his […]
Eliza was happy to go somewhere more private with Rafe in the lounge. The hallway was decorated dark and sparse like a cemetery. They were tangled in exaggerated cobwebs and moon-colored lighting, as they moved into a private room that had a “Reserved” placard on the satin sheets. Rafe pulled her softly into it, and […]
It was not until they were blocks away and settled into another dark bar, did it seem like Jeanne or Terrence was able to breathe. Spotting Rafe, and what had to be Eliza—her sister had told her that Ingrid was out of town at a conference after all. There it was, Eliza told her everything […]
Eliza was completely veiled in black, Rafe led her like she was some sort of royalty. She walked slowly behind him. A combination of the pills she had taken without him knowing—he was worried about her pain meds, but there was nothing for him to worry about and she was in a mood where she […]
Death filled Jeanne’s thoughts in the most unusual way. First she saw the Santa Muerte in the window of the shop that she passed when she walked home. She thought how she wanted le petite mort from Terrence, she was throbbing so hard between her legs. Now that she had cemented her relationship with her […]
Jeanne pushed the box over to Eliza and wondered when she would notice. It was not the same box that Eliza had given her, but was oddly familiar. It was her mother’s things that she had placed in a box like her father had placed his in. Jeanne gushed a little bit at that, because […]
Before she met with Jeanne, Eliza had had a conversation with Ingrid and Rafe who were her support unit. They were like her surrogate parents, sitting close together and watching her with a smile. They had come to her neighborhood bar, where she had first been out with Jeanne. And Terrence. “So you have to […]
Jeanne did want Terrence. But at the same time, she knew that she would not feel good about herself if she did not talk to her sister about it. She left him with the bouquet of flowers, so she could really look at what was in the box. She felt like Pandora… This micro post […]