exposure
the indulgent ascetic
the
sight
of
her
back
,
bare
,
and
turned
toward
him
played
havoc
on
his
mind
he
had
seen
more
of
her
than
this
before
,
but
every
time
he
looked
on
her
the
sight
was
new
to
him
she
fascinated
him
in
a
million
unnameable
ways
she
grinned
at
him
over
her
shoulder
with
a
dreamy
,
half
-lidded
look
as
his
hands
began
to
work
on
her
tired
back
his
heart
raced
and
he
began
to
pour
sweat
even
though
the
room
was
barely
warm
.
she
played
her
cards
close
to
the
vest
but
he
was
about
to
lay
them
on
the
table
his
mind
raced
filled
with
a
million
things
he
wanted
to
say
but
was
not
certin
she
cared
to
hear
from
him
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...
once again
She
stood
before
me
in
those
tiny
shorts
and
her
white
shirt
unbuttoned
just
enough
to
be
tempting
.
She
had
done
it
before
,
yet
she
looked
so
scared
and
innocent
standing
there
barefoot
in
my
basement
.
I
unbuttoned
her
shorts
and
they
fell
to
down
around
her
ankles
with
a
soft
plop
.
She
didn't
step
out
of
them
,
simply
stood
there
her
eyes
on
mine
.
I
reached
for
the
buttons
on
her
shirt
,
but
she
intercepted
me
and
began
to
undo
them
one
at
a
time
...those
white
lacy
underwear
were
testing
my
sanity
and
her
fingers
moved
so
slow
,
dancing
over
the
seam
between
flesh
and
fabric
...
my
eyes
ached
and
my
heart
pounded.
She
finished
and
parted
her
shirt
.
She
was
standing
there
in
white
...
the
lace
underwear
so
sheer
and
the
matching
bra
...
I
swear
I
could
see
her
niples.
The
shirt
hanging
from
her
shoulders
...
I
held
her
close
...
my
angel
exposed
.
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