stripped bare

That gaze.

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Their eyes met at a cafe at a corner of a busy intersection. Bolts of familiarity shot through the both of them—it was hard to tear away from that gaze. Five seconds. That was all it took for her to make that awkward journey past the cafe onto the other side of the road. But the different combinations of emotions that must have passed through the both of them…

She held on to the hand that was firmly holding on to hers. She didn’t look back. She didn’t dare to.


Written by smudgi3

June 14, 2008, Saturday at 01:22

Posted in Perversion

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