Misericorde (Erotica) Misericorde Some might have thought her room was lonely, but she liked it fine. It occupied one small corner of the old, rambling house, and had three windows overlooking the river, curtained by trees. In the afternoon the light filtered through the hand-sized leaves, and she sometimes sat there, watching the shimmering kaleidoscope… Continue reading Misericorde
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Misericorde
Misericorde Some might have thought her room was lonely, but she liked it fine. It occupied one small corner of the old, rambling house, and had three windows overlooking the river, curtained by trees. In the afternoon the light filtered through the hand-sized leaves, and she sometimes sat there, watching the shimmering kaleidoscope of green… Continue reading Misericorde
Little Secret
She stood up to go, putting away the essay papers in her backpack, thanking him for writing her school report for her. Nick stood up from his computer desk in his bare room, smiling a bit. Crystal threw the bag over her shoulders, just looking at him, with that odd, slightly uncomfortable feeling in her… Continue reading Little Secret