Memory Foam
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bryanthomasIn my spare time I juggle fog.
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Memory Foam

by bryanthomas

Alan traced his finger lovingly along Samantha's hairline. He followed the line of her nose, hesitating for a moment before continuing over her full lips.

He then ran his finger over her left cheek with his delicate, surgeon's touch.

He was precise, almost mechanical, until his actions gave way to a shiver, sexual in its nature, which ran throughout the length of his body as he recalled the deed with vivid clarity.

He returned the pillow that he had smothered Samantha with to the cupboard. It sat alongside another four pillows.

Soon, Alan would add another pillow to his collection.

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@bernardtwindwil Thanks, bernard. Hope I didn't 'creep you out' too much! :o)

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This was doggone eerie. I am going to check underneath my bed before I turn in. Great story!!!!!!!!