Wow, wow, wow

…is white t-shirts and nothing else. It was following an afternoon of passionate, all-consuming sex. Her hair was a gorgeous mess of twists and curls, each spring reloaded and alive with joy, with a handful of wavy strands dangling over her left eye, the ends of the silken threads frolicking over her small, perfect nose. She’d leaned over him, her knees on the bed, her slender hands on either side of him. It was the most perfect moment of his life. He’d raised his hands in a plea for her to remain still, then taken his phone and snapped pictures.
On A Train So Blue
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Nevena Pascaleva
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Nov 16, 2024
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Written by Nevena Pascaleva5.5K Followers
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A writer of evocative fiction and introspective personal essays. Owner of the publication "Tales of Blue".
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