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By Violet Date: 2002 Mar 01 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.01.17.05.32289]] |
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he watches carefully over his newspaper as her feminine hands slice open a fresh bagel the scent of coffee hangs in the air a smile on his face, as he darts his green eyes away from her gentle, curving form one of his old shirts covers her... just barely the first few buttons open to reveal the dip of her neck, and the slope of her breasts she is beautiful, always... but it is the morning he favors her milky skin and firey eyes captivate him, a sleepy sweet look on her face as she arches in a yawn it seems like only yesterday that he first awoke to this morning angel and her biting temper he chuckles to himself as she snatches the funnies from him her naked legs are crossed in the sunlight and he counts himself lucky to have a lifetime of mornings ahead of him |