Heat

She closed the patio doors, with a thud they seemed to shut out the world.

She had been cleaning and her long hair clung to her neck.

She reached back and lifted it, the wet strands tangling in her fingers, the cool air feeling good against her neck.

The house was quite, the house was dark, she lay back for just a moment…soon the peace would be broken.

The heat made her sweat, the heat made her swoon, the heat made her want……

She lay back, her eyes closed, the quiet filling her mind and she imagined a world where all she did was wait to serve him.

Her normal world was chaos, thoughts of serving him brought feelings of  calm pleasure and delicious pain.

ttyl…..beth

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