Forbidden Drink
“Butterfly kisses and fairy wishes. Candy floss and bouncy castles, cuddly toys and mud pies. Colourful dresses and Cowboys and Indians. Laughter. There was so much laughter. It left me smiling in my dreams. It left me happy, even though I knew deep down inside, there was a reason I shouldn't have felt happy at all.
When I woke it was day time, I knew this because the shutters were down. I couldn't remember going to bed, I couldn't remember much after dancing with Michel at Sensations. I reached out a hand and he was there, like he said he would be. Spending the day with me, in my bed.
I decided I'd wake him up, so I rolled over to throw my leg across him, to snuggle in against his hard thigh, to run my hand down his stomach, lower and lower, but instead of rolling over I screamed out in pain. I ached all over and with the pain came the memories and the scream turned to a whimper. No. Please no, it didn't happen.
“Ma douce, ma douce, it is all right.
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