.Mist.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

A short quirky piece. Just to raise a giggle.

In the mist she was standing
Calling out my name
Desperate to involve me
In her kinky little game
Ripping off my clothes
She tied me to the rails
Arousing me with kisses,
Scratching with her nails
Crying out with pleasure
At this unexpected thrill
I found myself alone again
With nothing but a chill


Submitted: July 14, 2010

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