lights were dim

When the film ended, Sky crawled over to the television and without a word, popped the tape and inserted another. Her silk dress clung wrinkled to her lifted bottom, teasing my imagination with the full gleam of her white thighs. I went to the bathroom and when I came back the lights were dim and Sky had resumed her place on the floor, sitting between Will’s knees. I nestled into my chair.

Lord Malinov, Flowers of Malinov


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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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