12 Haziran 2010 Cumartesi § 0

quietly he laughs and shaking his head creeps closer now closer to the foot of the bed and softer than shadow and quicker than flies his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes "be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy don't struggle like that or i will only love you more for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light"

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