Fiction in 58

Yeah, yeah, I know. Two days go by and no updates?
First real warm weekend in the SoDak, with many interesting things happening. I just didn't spend much time inside.
Time for a Fiction in 58.

Despite an aversion to everything, he’s convinced her to leave the lights on during lovemaking.
“Shake things up a bit,” he says.
Her clothes come off, the lights stay on. She covers her face with a forearm, listening to varied grunts.
In time, it will be over, and she’ll settle back into the cocoon she’s so carefully crafted.


Cathy Olliffe said...

You've been reading my mail!
Nicely done.