Forcive morgan with Beth
The girl giggled leaning into the older woman's side, fingers tracing the dark faded lines of her sleeve tattoo.
"So why did you get roses?" She said in that odd purr of a voice she often used around Beth.
"Because I was young and I thought I was being poetic or something." She shrugged trying to take the chance to pull her arm away.
Morgan shifted against her making her turn, letting out a surprised grunt as the girl pushed her lips against hers roughly.
Beth turned her head away trying to pry the girl off of her.
"Morgan!" She snapped. "Get off."
Morgan stayed still trying to pull her face around kissing
Stretch your fractured pretzel spine. by xXSnowShineXx, literature
Literature
Stretch your fractured pretzel spine.
Sofiel looked herself in the mirror sighing, her hands smoothed down her sides and she bit her lip in anxiety.
"Only a matter of time, old girl." She murmured having to take take a deep breath to calm her self. "They're not going to keep you around forever, what use are you?" She hissed angry with herself. Angry with her useless, old body.
"You can't give them any more kid's and fuck look at that one's you have." She glared into her reflection. "No wonder he's looking at the younger ones."
She had noticed him, Stuart the way his eyes cast over a few of the younger women in the church, he was sizing them up.
And now she found herself do
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The ginger woman stared out of the car window excitedly.
"Were are we going?" She asked practically bouncing in her seat.
Louscious took a draw on his cigarette flick the ash out of his window he took a sideways glance at her.
"You ever been to the shows?" He asked exhaling, She wrinkled her nose as the smoke floated towards her but shook her head curiously.
"The shows?" She repeated.
"Yeah, you know... waltzers, cotton candy, hook a duck?" He said catching the shake of her head in his peripheral. "A fair ground, Sof." He said feeling the need to clarify it more.
"Oh right... I think when I was little but I can't remember