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Shopping Mall Dream

Contributed by thepizzaguy on Thursday, 20th July 2006 @ 10:30:48 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

Ten Thirty at night.
All is quiet,
outside the closed Village Shopping Center.
Only I know a way in.

You and I run to the delivery parking lot,
where two eighteen wheelers,
lie fast asleep in Park.
And I give you the signal to go.

...we sneek in through the open delivery gates...

The smell of your perfume is intoxicating,
as you give me that look of devious desparation,
needing to fulfill your sexual desires.
I hold you close, run my fingers through your red hair...

...and I tell you, just to hold on for a little bit longer...

We make our way,
through the catacombs of the mall's halls.
And then at long last, we reach it.
Aeropostale.

I take my employee key, and lift the gate,
being as quiet as possible,
so the night guard doesn't hear us.
I leave the lights on low.

We hurry to the back,
still being quiet,
and you give me that smile.
That "I want you" smile.

I unlock one of the fitting rooms,
and hold the door for you to go in.
And we're finally here.
Our 63 inch

by 89 inch

by 84 inch

...santuary...

You giggle as you take of your clothes,
I take mine off as fast as I can.
You stand there naked, staring at me.
You tell me to trust you up against the wall.

...I do it ever so gently...

At our feet I notice
a soft crescendo of light,
outside of our room.
It stays at it's intensity.

As quickly as it comes,
the light fades away.
I make love to you,
and I carress your perfect breasts.

As I kiss you I giggle,
which in turn, makes you giggle.
You ask me what I'm laughing about,
And I tell you that I've realized...

...that the night guard doesn't have a clue about us...

Copyright © thepizzaguy ... [ 2006-07-20 22:30:48]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Shopping Mall Dream (User Rating: 1 )
by maggot on Monday, 6th October 2008 @ 01:35:42 PM AEST
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interesting

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