[SOC] Fwd: Irish erotica

[Lloyd Lachow]

> The loud silent lights of Las Vegas stretched out in
> all directions from
> Brian's hotel room. The room itself was dark,
> illuminated only by the
> reflection from the city thirty floors below. There
> was an aroma of stale
> cigarette smoke and the only sound was the low hum
> of the air conditioner.
> 
> In the silence Brian reached across the bed,
> tentatively permitting his
> throbbing fingers to make hesitant contact with the
> smooth warm skin of her
> backside. He caught his breath; he had not done this
> before, although he had
> picked up many like her in pubs around the world.
> Most of them were the
> same: fun for a night, then out of his life forever.
> But this one...
> 
> His body ached as he resisted the desire, the need,
> to move his hand across
> the perfect curve of her, but he knew neither of
> them was ready for that.
> Not yet. He realized that in spite of the relentless
> air conditioning, he
> was sweating slightly.
> 
> They lay silent, motionless except for the tentative
> movements of Brian's
> trembling fingers. How they ached to grab her, to
> overpower her, to strike
> her repeatedly and rapidly with a small stick! Yes
> yes yes! There was no
> doubt now in Brian's whirling mind - this was love,
> strange passionate love.
> He wanted to cry out, to hit something, to throw
> carrots at the moon, to run
> naked with a pack of hyenas...
> 
> Yes, love! He could barely breathe: he had never
> felt like this about a
> bodhran before, but this one - this one was
> different...
> 
> Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door.
> 
> [From today's IRTRAD-L]


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