the cold air on my skin
all hard nipples
& warm lips
my mind wanders to places
& it lays there
gasping for breath
breasts aching
where teeth had
grazed
wet between the thighs
moaning biting screaming
conversation in between
labored breaths
trying to remember the last thing he said
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Ten Things I've Figured Out
- I'm not any cooler now than I was when I was 13.
- Having a lot of books is like having a lot of televison channels...It makes it harder to choose.
- My son's smile will always make me feel better.
- Even if the memories aren't all good ones, having them is a really special thing.
- I am always going to be a terrible housekeeper
- My daughter is growing up, even if I don't want her to.
- My dog loves me more than anyone else in the house.
- My husband really is that much of a kid at heart.
- No matter how hard I try to pretend, I still hate eating my vegetables!
- You can never have to many kinds of lotion or to many flavors of lipgloss.
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