Samolman
Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man. He didn’t know what “a few” meant, but after four days he couldn’t stand it. He texted him, So, about that thing? The hour he spent waiting for a response nearly killed him. Tomorrow OK? After school?He was well past the point when he was called up to the front of the class to solve an equation or parse a sentence, for which he was grateful, as he spent the day with a permanent hard-on. He was desperate to stroke himself, but resisted a trip to the bathroom stalls; he wanted to save himself for. Thankfully my skipper had also thought to send my clothes and bag over." The Contessa crawled towards me like a cat, leaving the blankets behind, her beautiful olive skinned nakedness mesmerising. I felt a twinge, and the rueful smirk told me that it had been spotted through the thin green garments that I wore. I leaned forward and my beautiful wife moved up to kiss me. I wrapped her naked body in my arms and gave in to the sensuality of her lips, sensing the rhythms of her heartbeat and.
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