Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they wish and they waitthrough chill steady rainthough the willows in bittersweetsay Jointhe brash the. Rhys took her by the hips and held her at arm’s length as his eyes drank in her now fully nude body. She casually regarded his cock which appeared to be sitting at half-mast already – or maybe that was just the lack of gravity. She hadn’t really looked at it last time, as she’d been more inclined to disassociate from the experience. She looked back up to his face, his expression expectant but his demeanour one of patience. Cait remained still for a long time as they drifted a couple of feet.Read More
