She urged. Her monotone, consumed by desperation, twanged
“Give me some more.”
The spasms came again, she screamed
Loud shrill resonated.
Silence
He lay next to her still body, lust overpowering his contentment.
“I must buy some more of those pills”
He mumbled. Covetousness thundered again.
The wicked grin eclipsed his face.
Lovely Pushpee! Your F/55 is great! Go Triber!
ReplyDeleteWhat a 55 er!!! Words were like pure magic.
ReplyDeleteOye!Kya punch mara... great that you took over the 55er ....
ReplyDeletewow powerful words...and quite scary. Good luck for the contest :)
ReplyDeleteGood one, girl... it is very well-written! :)
ReplyDeleteNice one Pushpee :)
ReplyDeleteNice one...
ReplyDeleteAll the best.. :)
Nice one Pushpee...the perspective matters in this one, so you rock with this one!! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
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Hey this was good. Best for the contest
ReplyDeleteVery powerful writing, Pushy. Loved it....just as much as I felt sad for that girl...
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Thank u Tikuli and Pal glad u liked it, the drugs can make person go through much torture...
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That was a good one Pushpee.. Loved the 55er!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much evanscentthoughts, 55 ers are always tricky...hope my message of drug abuse went through...:))
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