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The ghost of a smile. No, not the ghost. A ghost implies something there, that is now not. An ex-smi
She blamed her dreams, although of course they were the ones pointing the finger. And those digits w
She’d read Carroll when she was a child, because avoiding that when you’re growi
It was nearly a decade before they’d realised she’d needed glasses, a world of s
He’d brought the crop down with the vindication of a judge, and she’d gasped lik
Nerves had dominated, those first few days, on both sides. He’d fumbled, and she&rsquo
It was the aftermath that got her. She felt like a one-girl apocalypse, a walking demonstration of a
He grabbed her face, his eyes rushing over hers, waiting for some alarm, to see her suddenly regret
It was dawn, and she didn’t know what to think. The night stretched out behind her like a
She’d stepped into his home, and he’d pushed her up against the wall, a hand bet
Literature had betrayed her, and it wasn’t for the first time. A ‘lick&rsquo
It was her lips that did it. They were what pushed him over the edge, made him realise that maybe th
She was an interior designer who was a deviant submissive minx. She was a deviant submissive minx w
The look on her face, right then, was worth the order alone. But he persevered, nodding towards the
She found herself in the middle of a metaphor. Standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down into th
They aspired to be creatures of pure will, but their bodies betrayed them. His face would remain imp
You think you’re getting away with something, and then it gets away with you. A little som
Their relationship had made her fatalistic. The whips, the heavy hands against her tender flesh, and
There is a moment at the top of the slide, when you’re a child, in the playground, that ti
She didn’t fit in, not one bit. Where the building was stately, she was modern. Where it w
He’d come out of nowhere. Walking in out of the rain like Mr fucking Darcy. She wouldn&
It wasn’t her smile that slayed him.  It was the surprise that parted her lips, force
It was never about the single grip for him. Everything needed to be countered and weighed, two point
Cultivated Consciousness Making coffee before heading back to bed felt like cheating. Counter-produc
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