Those Smoky Eyes

March 21, 2017 Thomas Morgan 0

Her eyes were dark and smoky. His eyes were dazed and glazed. His senses dulled. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt something real, […]

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Headscapes

March 21, 2017 Thomas Morgan 0

There’s people outside, the thrashing and bustling kind. Nowadays they seem to blur like shadows in dithyrambic dazes. We shiver at the thought of joining […]

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Trail

March 5, 2017 Thomas Morgan 0

Trail your fingertips over my skin. Make me arch with shivers. Lick a pathway from my navel to my breasts, hear me moan in pleasure. […]

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You May

February 10, 2017 Thomas Morgan 0

I will never let you keep the accent lamp in the kitchen. There’s pans, and pots, and spoons, and knives. Cutting boards are littered with […]