Your silken fur, like soft feathers of angels, slips lazily through my fingers;
I feel your sweet, hot breath as it tickles my ear & forms warm condensation inside.
I bury my...
“Joe, I need you to call the midwife.”
“You’re spotting again?”
“No, it’s…it’s not like the last time. This is different. Oh Joe…there’s so much...
THE SCREEN IS BLACK EXPECT FOR TWO SETS OF EYES
Larry: Oy, 'enry...why we gots to be out 'ere so bleedin' early?!
Henry: 'aven't you eva 'eard of 'ow it's the early bird...