EoFF After Dark

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As I wait in the dark room in my Memphis chateau wearing my robe with the smells of smoked cannabis and sex in the air, I hear a creak in the door. "It has been a while, dear sir," I say suavely, "I did not anticipate your return."

"You have nothing to fear, my darling," says the silhoutte, his sexy, exotic, accent penetrating through my ears, and if things go as planned, as will something else, "I merely wished to make an entrance."

I stand up, with the sooting sounds of Lenny, I ascend my small, beautiful hands, and begin to untie my sash. Singing along the the souful voice, "It's not over 'til it's over," I sing softly. "You always were the attention-seekig type," I whisper in his ear, "now it's my turn, untie me, please."

He slowly lifts his strong powerful hands, slowly pushing the sash, a golden wire of hope, making each push back seem longer, my tranquil body harder to be his. "But Laddy, I am afraid I may not-" "Do be silent, my raven, 'tis only velvet. A precious fabric concealing the real gift," I say, whipsering in his other ear, kissing it.

After a while of untying, I am emancipated by the constricting fabric, revealing a small pink mankini. "I told you it would be worth the wait, has anyone become aware of your presence?" I ask, calmly.

"No, my wintergreen, my jaguar, my dove, we have the night all to ourselves." Relieved, I give out a small sigh of satisfaction, "Bunny, my dear, let us make this a pillow fight to remember..."