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Send 💤 for my muse to fall asleep on yours.
There was a movie flickering on the T.V screen, two glasses of wine were emptied on the coffee table and Jessica was feeling rather sleepy. They’d gotten takeout, ate well and had chosen to rest on the sofa for the late evening but the escort was exhausted from her day’s work and with a cheek resting comfortable on Amber’s shoulder - sleep was inevitable.
Her side was warm as it lay pressed to the other’s side, wrapped up around one of the girl’s arms; her lashes dipping every few seconds. Eventually her head would nod and a cheek would cushion the girl’s snooze - silently into slumber.













