Short Story

10/30/01
Jane
It was a sunny day as the couple rolled out of bed to meet the day, the sun already at its peak, it had been a late night for them. The party had been good as of lately and with the time allotted to them from the inheritance from dead relatives, the time off work was spent in a daze. The days filled with in a lazy atmosphere of wine and pills, the nights with long sexual escaped, just the two of them though. How sweet the time had been too. They could only keep with up for about another three weeks or so, but until then it was going to be all out. Jane, known to her lover as sweets or little kitten, looked into the mirror that afternoon and grabbed at her makeup that was laying out on the table, in reaching she felt the smooth texture of the bowl that had been hit so many times the night before and gave it one test to see if the day would have the luck to start of with a smooth, deep hit that was the memories from last night. It did and she passed the bowl over. Reaching back at her cover-up, she saw the cut that happened the night before while being a little ruff with the handcuffs. She touched it one time to see if the pain was still there and it was, Courtney leaned in from behind, only wearing a t-shit she found on the floor after the nights end, pulled Jane’s hand away to lean in for a soft kiss. The warmth of the lips brought Jane back to the pleasures of the night before and the pain was forgotten.

Put more on girl! You’ll catch a death of cold!!