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Number 8 (a very short story I wrote recently) She lay next to him feeling his breath on her neck, his body against her back, his arm holding her to him, she felt protected, she felt safe. This was good, she could imagine living this way, belonging to this man. She slowly turned out of his arms and gently kissed his sleeping lips, yes this was something she could get used to. Her hand stole up to his face, stroking the lips she had just been kissing, even as her other drew the blade across his throat. She watched his eyes flicker open, the confusion, the realisation, then just the blankness of death. She would belong to nobody.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Jun 2013 21:18:19 +0000

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