February 3rd, 2011


A New Home

Willy and Marie had spent several days together, first simply talking things out. The more they talked, the more they realized that they'd been very foolish in leaving each other and, given time, they began to fall in love again, even moreso than they had the first time.

Soon enough, Marie was living with Willy, and taking trips from there, to her homelands, always to return to his bed. They danced, they bathed, they made slow, tender love. The time she spent with others became less and less, till she was with Willy fairly exclusively.

Marie had come home, and she never intended to leave, again.
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