Master

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WFEATHER
WFEATHER
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The bat of her lashes,
the slight curve of her lips,
the tossing of her hair,
the blood red fingertips,
the intense hazel gaze,
the "come hither" gesture...
all relayed one message:
It was me she'd master.

WFEATHER
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LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Surprising and unexpected finish to this piece.

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