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TITLE: 157 Words: Nothing
AUTHOR: Blueswirl
E-MAIL: Blueswirl@aol.com
RATING: NC-17 ish smut
ARCHIVE: 155 Words Archive OK; anywhere
else, please ask first
SUMMARY: Field work can be fun
DISCLAIMER: Don't really need one;
there are no names used here, but even if
they were, they're not mine, OK?
157 Words: Nothing
by Blueswirl
6 April 1999
He said nothing, but he felt the molten heat of her stare
as they walked through the woods.
He said nothing, but he took her hand and followed the
beacon of her auburn hair away
from the group, deep into the dank, wet forest.
He said nothing, but he gasped when she stopped and
pushed him roughly up against a tree.
He said nothing, but his heart raced as her nimble
fingers unbuckled his belt and unzipped
his trousers, as she smiled wickedly and knelt to pull
his underwear down.
He said nothing, but he moaned as she cradled his balls
in her palm and slipped him into her
mouth and took him to the moon and back.
He said nothing, but he savored the wet, salty kiss she
gave him before leaving to rejoin
the others.
He said nothing, but he made a mental note to wear his
glasses into the field more often.
END
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