#TS313

She disrobed, sending his timid, teenage mind into
chaos. "What does it mean?" He asked b/w kisses. "Whatever you want it
to, kiddo." #TS313

She wanted him to use her as his canvas. A hundred
men had written on her their yearning. Unjust words. Blood is thicker
than paint. #TS313
Evidence of their night dotted her like a Jackson
Pollock, and she walked around, proud, a woman loved, and a trollop. #TS313
He smirked and snapped,'these writers,popular with
the masses,they're just...just half-naked trollops among few women of
noble birth' #TS313
prompts for #TS313 from @HawkesBay are trollop, codswallop, Jackson Pollock. tagging @UncleFu for #TS314.
posted by temporal at 10/17/2012
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