We lie there, panting together, waiting for our breathing to slow. He gently strokes my hair. Boy, I survived. That wasn’t so bad. I’m more stoic than I thought. My inner goddess is prostrate … well, at least she’s quiet.
Sorry. Couldn’t resist. More of The Great Gatsby Fifty Shades of Grey.
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ISA PA. HAHAHAHA I could laugh at this “book” all day. “My inner goddess is prostrate” LORD HELP ME. D: :)))
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Perhaps it is simply jealousy talking (I doubt it), but are you kidding me? This is the book trilogy on top of the New...
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jackierandall said:
Ok. I’m doing my hard slog of a self-imposed, self-managed writing apprenticeship and after 3.5 years am still unpublished… and I write better than that.
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