Smile

Behind my polite smile you have no idea. My legs are crossed and hands neatly folded on my lap, but I’m watching you, thinking. It’s a writer voyeur’s wet dream to be in a crowd. Do I want to use those heels I see to mark someone? How about that silk scarf? Gag or wrist constraints? Keep that in mind as you walk around today.

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~ by amberrosethompson on June 8, 2012.

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