"Why won't you love me?" he asked. She reached out and wrapped him in her arms. How could she tell him that in his eyes she could see him preparing to consume her out of love? He would begin with the eyes, then move on to her hands, her mouth, taking special care for the delicate lips. The feast would continue with her breasts, and sex, then finish with her vitals, and her heart. "Oh baby," she murmured, "baby baby baby." They rocked together in the dim afternoon light. |
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