short stories

Closure

The rain poured heavily as Tabitha watched him close the door. Powerful tears laid a lovely trail against swollen cheeks. Red rose petals fell as she clutched the bundle tight. Hard nipples bared all her secrets in a wet sundress. Then as the sun became the focus strong hands held to her waist. Her new love drew his attention to her perky nipples. Massaging them softly he whispered to her,”There is no place I’d rather be, come go with me. He never deserved you in the first place.”

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