Title: Rolf and Matthew
Author: Rolf
I can feel the flush in my cheeks as my stomach churns. The hard, but somewhat comforting solidness of my partner. The coolness of the air conditioning across newly bared, white skin.
There is a string loose on the comforter. Need to get that fixed before a cat unravels it.
The weight is gone, OOOWWWW, it's replaced by a sting the likes of which I don't remember.
Unclench hands, don't wrinkle the comforter. Did I feed the cats?
Many more stinging swats, a slow burn, a deep throbbing.
I will NOT, ever again, throw something in anger. Ever. PROMISE. Ever.
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Copyright Rolf 2010
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