Pendaria, picked up her phone, light luminates her eyes, casting Moonlight’s shadow on her face. She turns on her back to answer the call. “Hello, Luscious.” She heard on the other end. His voice; what she needed taking her up and away.

His conversation was sweet, earnest. His laugh eased easy calming. Lately it was heavy on her mind. “Yes, sweetie, I am.” “My day was grand.” Pendaria listened, his conversations something to grasp when her night slips away, and she loses her grip. Needing a fix of his touch, which was at this point; his voice.


By Pamelap


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