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Dexter was here..

Not really..

it’s paint… and I’m high on fumes.

However, might turn into real blood if I don’t take this Tennessee hoodie off before I leave the house – I live in Wildcat country, and Calipari lives right down the road!! Ah!!!  😨

-Willow

Blogging

"Sex and Spatter" by Ayanda Msibi

Flecks of red dot his face and shoulder. I move to remove them, but stop. Somehow, they make him more beautiful.

“What are you staring at?” he says with a grin, feigning ignorance. 1,308 more words

Fiction