He traces a finger across
My collarbone-
I shiver,
my skin becomes electric
and I blink
like a live wire runs
right through my body
and he holds
the power switch.
My back arches
and my pulse pounds, as
I knowingly and
willingly
submit.
He traces a finger across
My collarbone-
I shiver,
my skin becomes electric
and I blink
like a live wire runs
right through my body
and he holds
the power switch.
My back arches
and my pulse pounds, as
I knowingly and
willingly
submit.
It’s good when that happens, innit? π
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π π π
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How is your book going? Are you gonna send it over? xx
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I’m sweating over it as we speak.
Actually, I was outside getting a sweat, so don’t get your hopes up!
I’m about 2/3 of the way through right now.
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Keep going! You’re closer to the end now than to the start.. and remember to send it over when it’s finished π
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I’ve hit a snag, so rather than wait until the inspiration happens to resolve it, I’ll leave it as is.
You’ll have it in a day or two. I dread to think how many words… actually, 42,979 words and counting. That’s 158 pages … and that’s about 2/3 of the total for this element of the book.
Back to the grind in the morning.
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For this element.. so wowzas it’s a chunk of a book. Yep send it over, am looking forward to seeing what you’re working on!..
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A kiss on my shoulder was the most tender gesture I’ve experienced
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Hi, yes I know, sometimes it is the smallest softest gestures which hold the greatest meaning π Thanks so much for following, I will check out your blog soon. Have been kinda dead on here for a few weeks, but will be back on here more regularly now.
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