3 We are lying on his bed. Iyan drinks from his glass. He turns my face to his, opens my lips, and spills the sweet wind into my mouth. “I want to paint you, now.” he says, “just as you are.” Maria’s clothes, my [ ], lie on the floor. They look somehow emptier for normal clothes. [ ] exhausted by the [ ] how to play.
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We are lying on his bed. Ian drinks from his glass. He turns my face to his, opens my lips, and spills the sweet wine into my mouth.
— Henry74
We are lying on his bed.
Ian drinks from his glass.
He turns my face to his, opens my lips, and spills the sweet wine into my mouth.
” Maria’s clothes, my spent disguise , lie on the floor.
They look somehow emptier than normal clothes, as if exhausted by the role they've had to play.
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We are lying on his bed. Ian drinks from his glass. He turns my face to his, opens my lips, and spills the sweet wine into my mouth. “I want to paint you, now.” he says, “just as you are.” Maria’s clothes, my spent disguise, lie on the floor. They look somehow emptier than normal clothes, as if exhausted by the role they've had to play.