Amongst the shadows on the ceiling, above the glowbulbs, and above the painting of fish that hung on the wall, Ishamael sat hidden. With his back against the ceiling, he sat on the wall as if it were the floor. She was beautiful, though looking haggard. She had suffered much and it showed on her face and body.
Hidden in the darkness, he smiled as the bubbles dripped from her naked body. There was something alluring about the way the white foam dripped and slid across her small breasts. Dimly, he was aware the he licked his lips.
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Date: 2006-09-13 09:54 pm (UTC)Hidden in the darkness, he smiled as the bubbles dripped from her naked body. There was something alluring about the way the white foam dripped and slid across her small breasts. Dimly, he was aware the he licked his lips.