The Warehouse (ff:one-on-one, 2712 words) | |||
Author: Sunshine | |||
Added: Jul 12 2003 | Views / Reads: 7049 / 5561 [79%] | Story vote: 8.50 (6 votes) | |
I went to the warehouse to do some writing and clear my head since the dyke drama was getting too much to handle, only to find out that wasn't the only thing that might be too much to handle that night. | |||
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I walked towards the warehouse. It was close to one am but I needed to clear my head, let the creative juices flow, let the pen become an extension of my body. I had a pack of Winston Reds calling my name in my right cargo pocket of my khakis and my cell phone in my left. I decided to turn it off, I had had enough dyke drama for the day. I thought I would have the place to myself but as I opened the door I was intoxicated by the smell of turpentine and paint but the scent was accented with something sweeter. It reminded me of freshly cut grass and stargazer lilies. Its amazing how sensual scents can be. I could feel the knots in my shoulders beginning to untie. As I turned the corner I found the source of this rich scent. She was absolutely breathtaking. She didn't notice me come in; she was [censored] by the painting she was creating. She had hair of silky dark chocolate with luxurious curls pulled back but she had a stray strand of curls lying across her smooth cream complexion. It was a little bit of wildness in an atmosphere of calm. She was wearing the sexiest pair of glasses that shaded her eyes that were bottomless pools of passion, but what caught my eye most was that smile. So genuine, so sweet, but most importantly it set a spark in my soul. I walked in and said "Is it fast enough so we can fly away?""What?" she said startled.
"The song."
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