A primitive state

by Merdy   Jul 9, 2013


I think you probably don't love me. But if you feel at least a kind of sexual love for me, then it must have started that night.
That night you slipped out of your negligee. The silky fabric floated to the green carpet with an earthshaking roar. With primitive energy, we returned to a primeval state. Together we smelled the wetness of caves and forest. together we experienced the joy of savages. To move from civilization to barbarity is as hard as going the other way, but you and I were able to travel back ten thousand years in one night.

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