Dear Helen,
Ooo, I'm getting echoes of the Blood Eagle. This is a very powerful
poem. My only problem is probably a personal one, perhaps being too literal.
I'm a bit puzzled why the narrator would hold the chest open 'for you' when
the other person's already zipped and gone.
Kind regards,
grasshopper
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From: "Helen Clare" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Thursday, January 08, 2004 8:08 AM
Subject: [THE-WORKS] New Sub: Bondage
> Bondage.
>
> After all the kinks we've rolled through
> we reach the last - yours to zip
> and leave and mine to slit
> my chest and hold the flaps apart for you
>
> Helen Clare
>
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