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afterparty mingle in a single bedroom vault wincing ceiling slopes so low condemning matter dance to fumbles and more penetrating life forces gum-balls into stressed room couple and squirm over into the crawl space hazardous music and metallic humour is pushing risks and insult no being is out of place pouting the smoke and store brand alcohol routing and deafening and defeating too much the gagster comes thundering down the corridor like he was wrought for applause he addresses those outside the room and it's wagging dogs and a face of cartoony ballooning pep it's hard to handle the wash of wording an assault of enthusiasm jester baits laughter with an old polaroid camera slamming open the door all tension his way he presses the button and projects them all against the walls 'Flash ****** ! ' he squells throws aside the camera 'People Pile!' he thumps into the crowd bed begging a play fight baroque girl hugging her knees crammed under the small sink to the side of the door reaches out a nervy hand and takes the discarded camera watches the ********** photo paper fade in slow retch her own pose lone excluded soul separate and saved she leaves with souvenir
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Jun 30, 2023
Jun 30, 2023 at 6:22 PM UTC
neth-jones
afterparty
afterparty mingle in a single bedroom vault wincing ceiling slopes so low condemning matter dance to fumbles and more penetrating life forces gum-balls into stressed room couple and squirm over into the crawl space hazardous music and metallic humour is pushing risks and insult no being is out of place pouting the smoke and store brand alcohol routing and deafening and defeating too much the gagster comes thundering down the corridor like he was wrought for applause he addresses those outside the room and it's wagging dogs and a face of cartoony ballooning pep it's hard to handle the wash of wording an assault of enthusiasm jester baits laughter with an old polaroid camera slamming open the door all tension his way he presses the button and projects them all against the walls 'Flash ****** ! ' he squells throws aside the camera 'People Pile!' he thumps into the crowd bed begging a play fight baroque girl hugging her knees crammed under the small sink to the side of the door reaches out a nervy hand and takes the discarded camera watches the ********** photo paper fade in slow retch her own pose lone excluded soul separate and saved she leaves with souvenir
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Una's new bedsit is cramped and has just three rooms a bathroom and kitchen and a main room which she has curtained off for a bedroom what do you think of  it? small but cosy Nuala says looking about her Una looks at her anxiously can you stay awhile? sure I can is it the same bed? no it's furnished like the last place I've no stuff of my own Una says Nuala sighs you're a bit of a wanderer aren't you? have been for years Una says you like it? she asks sure if you're happy here Una nods and looks at the bed have you time? to do things? or just a coffee and chat? Nuala looks at the bed and then at Una all three if you like she says how's Brian? Una asks the same Nuala says I think he fancied me Una says he's a man he'd fancy any girl in a skirt and legs and an *** on her Nuala says shall we? Una says best draw the curtains first don't want your neighbours gawking as we get undressed and make love Nuala says Una draws the curtains across and the room becomes dim they begin to undress slowly wanting to do things relaxed and not panicky as they did that last time at Nuala place and Brian came home and they had to lie still in case he came in and found them naked and in bed together they get into bed and lie there gazing at each other Una says is that Brian's love bites on your shoulder? yes the idjit thinks it's funny ******* my skin Nuala says so do you love him? Una says Nuala sighs I thought I did but I'd not do this if I did I guess she says guess not Una says they kiss lips to lips hands touching holding and investigating Una wanting to **** Nuala's neck but doesn't just in case Brian sees and there's trouble so she kisses more and more like a wet wave on a dry shore.
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 3:21 AM UTC
TerryCollett
WET WAVE DRY SHORE 1997
Una's new bedsit is cramped and has just three rooms a bathroom and kitchen and a main room which she has curtained off for a bedroom what do you think of  it? small but cosy Nuala says looking about her Una looks at her anxiously can you stay awhile? sure I can is it the same bed? no it's furnished like the last place I've no stuff of my own Una says Nuala sighs you're a bit of a wanderer aren't you? have been for years Una says you like it? she asks sure if you're happy here Una nods and looks at the bed have you time? to do things? or just a coffee and chat? Nuala looks at the bed and then at Una all three if you like she says how's Brian? Una asks the same Nuala says I think he fancied me Una says he's a man he'd fancy any girl in a skirt and legs and an *** on her Nuala says shall we? Una says best draw the curtains first don't want your neighbours gawking as we get undressed and make love Nuala says Una draws the curtains across and the room becomes dim they begin to undress slowly wanting to do things relaxed and not panicky as they did that last time at Nuala place and Brian came home and they had to lie still in case he came in and found them naked and in bed together they get into bed and lie there gazing at each other Una says is that Brian's love bites on your shoulder? yes the idjit thinks it's funny ******* my skin Nuala says so do you love him? Una says Nuala sighs I thought I did but I'd not do this if I did I guess she says guess not Una says they kiss lips to lips hands touching holding and investigating Una wanting to **** Nuala's neck but doesn't just in case Brian sees and there's trouble so she kisses more and more like a wet wave on a dry shore.
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