Happy Sunday everyone! Hopefully I'll get a chance to read all the posts today, but my time is even more limited than normal. This Sunday I'm posting six sentences that I just wrote. I mean that quite literally as I just spent the last few hours continuing my work on draft one of The Mythical Male. I hope you enjoy this bit where I just left off.
Tovi (the "Mythical" male) and Ziki (The girl who recently learned it's no myth) are in the middle of a rather passionate make-out session near the pool when Tovi's conscious gets the better of him...for a moment.
Tovi stopped suddenly and rolled off her. “I can’t do this,” he said as he gasped for air. "It's not right."
“Please, don’t stop,” Ziki said as she climbed onto him, desperate to be touching him in some way. She pressed her lips against his and gently nibbled his lower lip. He gave in.
They exchanged tongues in a passionate rage, pressing their bodies against one another. Their suits came off, and just as Ziki thought they couldn’t possibly be any closer, they were.
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