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From: Dryad <gbbjg@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "God in Heaven" by Dryad (MF, Exh, Flash)
Date: Tue, 7 Oct 2003 16:10:08 -0400
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I had a lovely time with Desdmona's Flash contest; and it helped
me with a major problem..PATIENCE IN POSTING!
Here is the first of the flashes I'd written. Thanks Denny, for
the excellent editing.
If you can't vote, don't read. If you want it, ask. Comments are
grovelled for.
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God in Heaven
By Dryad
(MF, Exh, Flash)
Her hand gripped the bench in front of her before returning to
her lap.
"What are you doing?" she whispered frantically.
His enigmatic smile and his fingers climbing her thigh beneath
her dress were his only answer. They brushed lightly, teasing
her sensitive skin. Her lids fluttered as he caressed small
circles on her inner thigh, creeping ever closer to the line of
her panties. She squirmed, trying to dislodge his hand, but he
was determined. His eyes focused forward, but his hand...
She shifted upon the bench, sitting ramrod straight. Her body was
tense as his fingers cleared the barrier of elastic and softly
stroked her damp lips. They receded, then returned only to delve
deeper. His fingertip found, then fluttered, over the taut pearl
he unearthed. Again and again he flickered his finger against it
until she thought she'd faint with bliss. Her hand tightened on
the papers in her lap, rustling them slightly. She could see the
ghost of a smile on his face as she fought for control. Her
teeth bit down on her lower lip, holding back her need to moan,
to squeal, to cry out.
And still his fingers teased and tempted her core.
She felt the tension coming, afraid of coming, not wanting to
come, but as certain as the sun, the waves started to envelop
her.
"Oh, GOD!" she cried out.
"Can I have an 'Amen, Sister!' Another Soul saved!" the preacher
called out as the congregation turned toward her blushing face.
copyright Dryad (gbbjg@yahoo.com)2003
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