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FIRST

Slapped between the sheets no ceremony you skinned me

stockings to boots I hadn’t shaved I couldn’t spread my legs

you got in anyway. No condom no question Did you want or

Have you got just your hand against my face, a stroke before

the slap. I was dry when you got inside. I hid from you. I

didn’t come. Your skin in my mouth, bitter, delicious, you too

close to see, what was touching me, your breath all around,

the sound of something chasing us. It caught up.