I can imagine her eyes. Porn I can imagine her eyes. She should always know. To see me. To see what He wanted, what He took, what I let Him have. I lean over her, I touch her cheek, her neck, the softness of her ear. I tell her what He did. I pass my hand, my wounded hand, through her face. To part her hair with my fingers. I will never leave her…. She looks feverishly around. What He did to me. I can barely hear. I knew the hallway, the turn of the wooden staircase, the landing that led to the bedrooms and his study. My open mouth, my dark hair, my slender body, my parting legs. Her mouth open, her breathing faster. To let her eyes open. Her hair has a
Actors:
Christina Copafeel / Mr. Marcus
