Even Knowing The Ending Was

And Then He Pressed Into Her. First His Thighs, Then His Middle, His Chest, And Finally His Mouth. She Made A Whimpering Sound, But Its Definition Was Unclear Even To Her, Until She Realized That Her Arms Had Gone Around Him Instinctually, And That She Was Clutching His Back, His Shoulders, Her Hands Restless And Greedy For The Feel Of Him. He Kissed Her Openmouthed, Using His Tongue, And When She Kissed Back, She Felt The Hum That Vibrated Deep Inside His Chest. It Was The Kind Of Hungry Sound She Hadn’t Heard In A Long Time. Masculine And Carnal, It Thrilled And Aroused Her.

I Came To Write After Several Mini Careers. I Did Live Theatre, Managed A Cosmetics Store And Was A Local Television Personality.

People Adjust Their Behavior To Fit The Society They Live In. They Integrate Because They Have To. But What They Are On The Inside Doesn't Change.

Be Prepared To Work Hard To Be A Writer.

Even Knowing The Ending Was Sad, I Wouldn't Have Deprived Myself The Beauty Of The Story.