Monday, 23 January 2012

Cliff Edge


I had no idea there was a cliff edge
nor that I was near it: it was just a
great night with me and Hub and Mike
laughing, eating, drinking, dancing and the
third bottle just about empty when my
husband kissed me and I moaned, I
remember, closed my eyes, felt
different lips, a new tongue, a new
heat in my centre, felt two men hold me up on their
hardness, felt soft and strong and
limber and pliant and dizzy as I
stepped off the cliff-edge I never imagined
existed in my living room.

1 comment:

  1. Those cliff-edges can be dangerously delicious.

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