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| Coon in the Moonshine Still by © coondogk9 I fortook of the moon shine, her face had a glow. It may have been from drinking, like Rudolph, I dont know. My wander fingers found a nitch, exploring my desire. As you know we're curious, her voice was now much higher. I found myself on a higher level. standing in behind. Teetering and nearly fell, at last she was in line. Earlier I'd watched her, her face in the punch bowl. Slurping and taking in, all that she could hold. The Holler I remember well, as we made love all night. As near as I remember, and the mark from her bite. She is light, I nearly black, yes, outside my race. But when the lights are out, the color you can't trace. At first I thought it funny, someone said give her the bone. After I woke up that morning, I must have , we were alone. Snuggled up together, I awoke and snuck away. She looked much different, in the light of day. Not near as aluring, moon shine lost effect. Not knowing about the picture, I thought what the heck. (C)2001 T.Lovett The Masked Writer <O.O> |
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