Her crumpled form lay splayed across their bed, her chest evenly rising and falling, her heart creating a steady beat. His arms were draped over her midriff, steadily falling and rising with steady synchronization of her breaths. Their breath mingled, swirled and exited the room in an orderly form. His thumb rubbed circular motions on her bare stomach, while her index finger ran in a straight line, back and forth, along his spinal cord.
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Short StoryAlmost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness...
