The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…


Sunday May 04, 2014

Tracy was walking toward the sea, the siren’s song had a hold of her and she could hear it above all the other noise of the city. The song was whispering to her, telling her things. Telling her of the pleasure of being naked, the pleasure of serving the sea.

Soon she would reach the water and it would invade every part of her and she knew she would never leave it after that.


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