She wore lipstick, bright, like a ripe cherry. Her leg bounced as she flicked her toe back and forth. His eyes traced the line of that restless limb as it disappeared under the hem of her dress, …
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To Mask Her Tears
“You know you want it baby.” She didn’t want it, but somehow those words ensnared her. Would others believe that she wanted it, despite her protestations? Would they think she made up the pain? Would they doubt …
