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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

15 January, 2006


‘Want to go up to the terrace while the order gets ready?’
‘Yes.’ As simple as that. No games.
Her eyes glistened in the moonlight.
My cheek stung. ‘That was for presuming I’d say “Yes.”’
The other cheek. Christ. She’s ambidextrous. ‘And that was for being right.’
And then she kissed me.

9th January 2006. 55 words.


Blogger John said...


Want to know more. 55-er not enough. What happened next. Make it a 550-er!


16 January, 2006 11:36  
Blogger Alien said...


16 January, 2006 20:43  
Blogger Manish Bhatt said...

Some kinda woman, eh?

18 January, 2006 13:40  
Blogger Prakriti said...


He twisted his brow up, broke her kiss, pushed her back firmly across the terrace till she rested roughly aside a wall, twisted her hands around her back,sneered incredulously at her, "Excuse me?" drawn out, and continued staring right into her.

Then hovered just over her lips, long and breathed.

Long. And slow.

[55 words]

28 January, 2006 21:14  

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