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Life Sentence
by Uther Pendragon
anon584c@nyx.net.
If you are under the age of 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to
read electronically transmitted erotic material, please go do
something else.
This material is Copyright, 1996, 1997, Uther Pendragon.
All rights reserved. I specifically grant the right of
downloading and keeping ONE electronic copy for your personal
reading so long as this notice is included. I would prefer to do
my own reposting, thank you.
If you have any comments or requests, please E-mail them to
me at anon584c@nyx.net.
All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as
public figures in the background, are figments of my imagination
and any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly
coincidental.
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You're in him, and you're in her, and he's in her, and
they are both shaking, and he shudders and shoots you out; you
swim against them all and win, and you feel thousands attack and
you are hit, and you meet, and she shudders, and you need to hold
on and grab a wall, and you grow there, and she nourishes you;
then she shakes even worse, and it hurts like hell, and she
pushes you out, and you will never be warm again; but she holds
you and feeds you, and you want to be with her always; then she
denies you, and there is only strange food, and he holds you and
it isn't so bad, and you are going to take him away from her, and
then one day he spanks you -- much harder than she does -- and
you want somebody else; then they shove you off into a class of
strangers; then one of them tries to kiss you and it's no, and
another tries and it's no, but finally one does -- not trying but
doing -- and it's sort of yes and then it's yes; he tries to get
in you and it's no, but with another it's yes and it hurts like
hell, but the next time it doesn't, and it's true love and
forever until you find that he talked, and then life ends; but it
resumes, and one is nicer than the others, and with him is nicer
too, and it's forever and love; and down the aisle you walk
wondering what happens if it's not; then he is in you and he
shakes and you shake, but something holds on, and you are
ecstatically happy except when you are tragically trapped; then
it hurts like hell, and then he is cute and sucking where his
father did but to more effect, and then it hurts again and then
again; then you send the eldest off to school, and soon they are
all gone; then the love that was to be forever gets buried with
him, and the grandkids say they miss him too; then they are
grown, and you lie in a room where greatgrands visit and say they
love you, but really they'd rather be elsewhere; then it hurts
like hell, and, when the pain stops, so do you.
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