morphine gilded ice blue eyes, a touch cool and firm as corpse fingers on lightbulb hot skin grey down wings crash into white marble skin limbs twining vines tying knots into each other held heavy blades to a vulnerable throat forced head down, eyes fists clenched. feigning stern faces as i writhe, fake discomfort, resistance. -messed up jess _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.com _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
