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Like A Flower In The Rain

I cut the middle fingernail of the middlefingerright handreal shortand I began rubbing along her cuntas she sat upright in bedspreading lotion over her armsfaceand breastsafter she lit a cigarette:"don't let this put you off,"and smoked and continued to rubthe lotion on.

I continued to rub the cunt."You want an apple?" I asked."sure, she said, "you got one?"but I got to her-she began to twistthen she rolled on her side,she was getting wet and openlike a flower in the she rolled on her stomachand her most beautiful asslooked up at meand I reached under and got thecunt reached around and got my cock, she rolled and twisted,

I mountedmy face falling into the massof red hair that overflowedfrom her head and my flattened cock enteredinto the miracle.later we joked about the lotionand the cigarette and the I went out and got some chickenand shrimp and french fries and bunsand mashed potatoes and gravy and cole slaw,and we told mehow good she felt and I told herhow good I felt and we ate the chicken and the shrimp and thefrench fries and the buns and themashed potatoes and the gravy andthe cole slaw too.

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Charles Bukowski

Henry Charles Bukowski (born Heinrich Karl Bukowski; August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994) was a German-American poet, novelist, and short story writ…

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