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bed talker
by Deborah Richards
Saturday, October 28, 2006

Rated "PG13" by the Author.

       
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     a womans mind

Stand This was my dwelling in the lonely hours as I lay in my bed, I was thinking of him, wanting him an asking myself these questions, what was it about him that lead my mind to these vulgar thought’s, insisting that he touch me hold me kiss me and make love to me as know man as ever done before.

 He was the one I cried out for in my dreams, as the echo of his words still rang in my ear, he overpowered me with is scent, smelling him once kept me going, confused an entangled by the thought of this man chasing me, his shadow followed mines, my step was his, as I played with knowing, while the bed I lay in alone smothered me,

it was him that finished my foreplay for me, with each moment of passion I was met with came power, I lost control, my body claimed it all, as I pondered away he was my demon, the evil spirited that took what he wanted, shadowing my walls, blanketing me with his masculine body, I could only moan,

as I viewed me in rewinding moment, of the last hours I was alone, his stand was set apart from all other men, he walked with power, with persistence’s, if I did not know any better I would have thought he configured his self in time, a man from long ago,

one that remembered what it was like to dominate all in his path, devouring the seventeen and eighteen century knights he must have been reincarnated from. I could know longer deny this, he was my more.  

 

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Reviewed by Paul Shakespeare 3/10/2009
Very POWERFUL; SENSUAL WRITE! (I wish I was he.... <smile>)

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