Thursday, August 18, 2011

Magna Mater VI

That night, when Francesca did not arrive at Servi’s room, he got on the Metro and rode to her apartment.  After a few moments she opened the door in a robe, her hair in uncharacteristic disarray, a sly smile of unknown but pleasurable satisfaction on her face at seeing Servi in her threshold. 
            “Go away, Aarone.  You had your chance.  I found a man to fuck me!” and she slammed the door in Servi’s face.

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