"Shhhh." A finger falls lightly on Delia's lips, and Josie grins oh so happy so nice so soft and wonderful and she pulls the ties free, running her fingers over the revealed skin. She may not have knives, but just as much torture may be inflicted with hands and mouths, and Josiane leans to hold Delia still against the hard floor as she moves to prove that.
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Date: 2006-04-19 08:09 am (UTC)