Message-ID: <27704asstr$975946205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: lorrinmurray@aol.com (Lorrin Murray) X-Original-Message-ID: <20001203122113.05478.00000745@ng-fn1.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} Near the Dominican by Lorrin Murray Date: Mon, 4 Dec 2000 11:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, Vulpine Near the Dominican by Lorrin Murray His hands are firm and warm on the small of her back. Her face presses into soft, worn cotton sheets. "Do you like this," he asks. A bead of sweat drips from his forehead, landing just above his right thumb. Her skin feels magnified, turns golden. From a hidden stereo come the even beats of a guitar, a keyboard and drums, meshing together. The rhythm is smooth and steady. She pretends she is in an open house with flowing white curtains, staring at a windy, moving blue ocean, somewhere near the Dominican. "This," she answers, her voice muffled, "this I like. This is my idea of heaven." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+