false lashes (writing prompt)

one, two. . .
he struck her back
three, four. . .
she wanted more
five, six, seven, eight. . .
oh dear, she's in
an hysterical state.
"no stop, Mr. Darcy. . .
you must, you must
if you continue with feathers
my bladder will bust"

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Mr. Darcy
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