Sisterly Love
I study her I study her. Her jet black hair frames her face and shines almost as much as the silicon glistening sheets that we lay on. Her grey eyes are half closed, the long lashes fluttering. The nostrils of her aquiline nose flare slowly. Her scarlet coloured mouth is half open, the lipstick glistening, her tongue flicks at the corner of her mouth.? Yesssssssssssssssssss !? she hisses and I smile down at her.I hear the faint buzz as she shoots another jolt of electricity into the...