GREY DAWN
Marci is tall and thin, with a dusky oval face framed by straight dark hair hanging just past her shoulders.
She is reasonably attractive, though not one to turn many heads.
But in the early dawn grey, as she lays with one long leg draped over Gil's thighs and one tiny breast pressed tight against his chest, she is as beautiful as a Greek goddess.
Gil’s joy darkens to grey as he thinks about Cheryl.
Marci, as if reading his mind says, “Don’t worry. I don’t want to take you from your wife -- just borrow you when she’s away.
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Reduced to a haiku
In the early grey
dawn, guilt and regret - but he
Can take some comfort
Reduced to a haiku
In the early grey
dawn, guilt and regret - but he
Can take some comfort
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I was amazed to find the perfect picture for this entry. Sometimes you're just lucky.
Gil's thread
Marci's thread
Good use of the prompt - it fits in so seamlessly you almost don't spot it.
ReplyDeleteOh my! Lust and guilt -- Marci is the kind of enemy most wives are powerless to fight. This makes me wonder who Cheryl is as a person. I wish you luck with the longer piece.
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