Blank

Twice, I caught you, but no you weren't sneaking a peek, your eyes fixed on me, I looked at you and you didn't blink, didn't budge.

What?

Walk me through your head in those long seconds.

That is a beautiful face, the most beautiful I've seen. A family, I can start a family with her. Later I'll rip her clothes off and give in to what she wants. Or could you be thinking of nothing, of nothing at all?

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