"Come 'ere stud." Elenor took him by the hand and yanked him over. She didn't care what occurred around he. One of their children for some odd reason, had a turkey in the toilet. She'd deal with it later. All that mattered was her husband. As his wife, it was rare for them to have moments alone. It was either work, housework, or the kids driving her nuts. She was beyond frustrated at the lack of time with Pete. Closing in, she wrapped her arms around him. Their lips met with an electric sparking coarsing through her. Yes, she needed this more than anything.
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Crystal Neal
Hello, my name is Crystal Neal. I have been writing for over twenty years, with a focus on short stories and poems. I am an aspiring writer and one day wish to write a full length novel.
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