I close my eyes, imagining Hana snoring in the next room. At any moment, she will wake up and join me. I’ll laugh, and I’ll complain about wasting water as she takes me amidst bubbles and frothy foam. She’ll make suggestive remarks about body parts I allow only her to touch, and she’ll draw swirls in the body paint of sweet-scented suds. --From The Letter, Part 1, todays free Hana and Mira story. Available for a limited time only!
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 17:05:15 +0000
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