The Crest of Snow and Copper – I

*** Warning *** Mature content ahead *** My “sort of” erotic piece ***
I’ll be posting this short story in a few installments, weekly. Woukd love to have your feedback on it, pretty please?
Without further adue…here it is – part 1:

 It had been an uneventful summer day. She had been to the hairdresser and spent the rest of the day with friends. Laughter and warmth filled the sunny passing hours.

By dinner time, she felt contentment. All was right; she was happy, had good friends, college was doing good. All that was missing in her life was love and, though she felt that void in her heart, almost painfully constant, it was ok. She knew one day that too would be resolved. She could quite well live without it until that time.

The night was warm and a soft breeze blew from the ocean, making it even more pleasant. A starry sky graced the onlookers as the crescent moon smiled down at the once again gathered group of friends. Over cups of espresso and puffs of cigarette smoke, words of random talk flowed amongst the seven friends. Later on, not so far from dawn (as their nights tended to go long), the smiling seven parted, sharing yawns of sleepy relaxation.


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