Thursday, 3 November 2016

The Intensity of Guilt. to...

It was intense.

She surprised him.

It was a show; she was the performer, he was part of the audience.

The audience were lying in beds; the lights were out.

She entered, the lights flashed on and off and there she was, lying next to him.

In the darkness they touched.

Her perfume remained on his skin long after the show had finished.

He searched everywhere for somewhere to wash.

His wife should not smell him like this.

Another woman’s lover.


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