the altar.

           she’s having a seism, the paradisiacal notability of the suckling mirroring the male besides her ; recessed eyes seemingly narcoleptic.    ‘   you have to go get help and you know it, jordan. she needs a father, and i don’t have much faith that you can be that for her with the way that you live your life.    ’   inflection is tremorous, she’s festering to his discolored orbs, flanges wobbly.     ‘   i already arranged it for you outside, so you can’t say no. ---- besides ; if you do it now, you’ll only miss out on three months of her life instead of the rest of her life. we’ll be fine ... i PROMISE to be here when you get out, and she will be too. just waiting to be in the arms of her daddy.    ’   kiana execrated to be the one to duress him into rehabilitation, to haven him from the outside chaos of essences. 

      estuaries are impervious, her confabulations shifting through one ear and out the other ; OR SO, it seemed !    ‘   how g o o d this could be ? are you fucking    SHITTING    me ? what could be good about it ? we’ve discussed this how many times before, cleo. and here i go, repeating for the millionth time ... i don’t want kids. if you don’t want to deal with that, you know where the door is and don’t let it hit you on the way out.    ’   the sable manifests in front of his roused tracks, his tongue flounced across his lower brim ; otiose sorrel’s find her own.    ‘   you’re so fucking     selfish. you didn’t even think about what i wanted in this scenario .. and you know what ? you fucking tricked me into this. thought you were on birth control but somehow mysteriously you get pregnant when we’ve been perfectly fine with the contraceptive. didn’t know you were a fucking psycho bitch, i wish i would’ve known before i busted in ya’.    ’   his parlance is mortiferous, nodular digits scrimping her chin between his tips,    ‘   get out of my way.    ’   

     T E R R I F I E D is the only intensity victual towards her voyaging, the hermetic fabric of the skirt hugging her sylphlike limbs only making it unsurpassably porcine on her chest ; meanwhile the decussate of her chemisette wheedled scavenger eyes, and she was the prey. lachryma will seethe from her doe eyes, and she had a VOLITION to scurry from the club ... run to her profligacy. recreancy will opt that flip side, ameliorating her composure before assembling beside her abuductee.    ‘   i’m sorry, i know that wasn’t polite of me to run away like that...     ’ she’ll sibilate underneath a breath, length of vibrissa glutinous on her backside.    ‘   he came up and started touching me without my permission ... like i would even GIVE it to him in the first place.  tell this pervert to leave me alone because i’m n o t interested .. and women aren’t objects that you think you can do whatever you want to.      ’