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He strolled back to Miranda's room, finding her still lying on the bed, still naked, earphones back on.
He sat down on the bed, lifting the earphones away.
"Belinda has gone out without me," he told her. "It seemed to me that as we both don't appear to have dates for tonight I should give you the chance to instruct me in the art of love. How about we start with a refreshing shower and take it from there?" He waited to see what Miranda would decide.
- COMMENTS
evebroughtanaxthistimealmost 8 years ago"Good thing I wasn't listening, then". Heeeeheehehe...cough...mind if I borrow that?
Okay, to quip that you probably sit up nights scraping the insides of your brain for sharp retorts to possible verbal attacks, is nothing short of corny...but do you? Either that, or you've got a room underground, kept flooded with murky water that reaches the thighs of people who's faces once graced the backs of milk-cartons, but are now chained to your wall, constituting a think-tank. Does one get better results when a single meal only is provided them instead of the usual, or is Chinese opera music a more desirous prompt? Silly me, you can't answer that.
Shot again for story.
"Is this any better". Teehee. Cough.
You MUST know you're doing me a favour.
Anonymousalmost 8 years agoGood story but you changed from first person to third person half way through
