DISCLAIMER:
Disclaimer: I would like to own Lex. Do I own Lex? Or any of the characters from the
t.v. show Smallville? NO. Am I making ANY money off of this? No. This work of
FICTION is purely for the satisfaction of my depraved mind.
Title: Snaphot
Author: Sammy G.
Rating: R
Spoilers:
Feedback: Is addictive. Constructive Criticism Welcome.
Summary: Everyone has something to hide - A series of short vignetts.
Facade:
For all my logic, I live in a world of make-believe. My fantasies wrench from reality with startling grace, spinning me into a perfect world. Sometimes I'm his mistress, surrounded by silk sheets and delicate lace underthings that he buys for me.
He treats me good when I obey, he can be so sweet.
I go down on him with the growl of the Porsche's engine in my ears, he can push it up to 160.
He makes me say his name as he bends me over his desk, he always leaves bruises when he does that. I scream when he marks me with his teeth, I have bite marks all over my body.
I was with Clark once; I followed him into the cemetery one night, he put his jacket on the ground before he made love to me, always the gentle one. I love being with him under the stars, he's never far away. His full attention is on me and only me, when he looks into my eyes I know he'll never stray.
"Chloe," His face appears in my line of vision. "Are you planning to come home tonight or are you going to sleep next to that thing?" His grin is good-natured and sweet, and I wonder what expression he would wear if he could see what I am typing right now. I grin and sparkle, throwing some sarcastic words his way, letting him know that I'm happy to see him. I close my file, saving to an encrypted program of my own design. I smile again, this time because I have a secret.
I'm not worried about discovery. As I look into his eyes I know...He'll never find out.
Disclaimer: I would like to own Lex. Do I own Lex? Or any of the characters from the
t.v. show Smallville? NO. Am I making ANY money off of this? No. This work of
FICTION is purely for the satisfaction of my depraved mind.
Title: Snaphot
Author: Sammy G.
Rating: R
Spoilers:
Feedback: Is addictive. Constructive Criticism Welcome.
Summary: Everyone has something to hide - A series of short vignetts.
Facade:
For all my logic, I live in a world of make-believe. My fantasies wrench from reality with startling grace, spinning me into a perfect world. Sometimes I'm his mistress, surrounded by silk sheets and delicate lace underthings that he buys for me.
He treats me good when I obey, he can be so sweet.
I go down on him with the growl of the Porsche's engine in my ears, he can push it up to 160.
He makes me say his name as he bends me over his desk, he always leaves bruises when he does that. I scream when he marks me with his teeth, I have bite marks all over my body.
I was with Clark once; I followed him into the cemetery one night, he put his jacket on the ground before he made love to me, always the gentle one. I love being with him under the stars, he's never far away. His full attention is on me and only me, when he looks into my eyes I know he'll never stray.
"Chloe," His face appears in my line of vision. "Are you planning to come home tonight or are you going to sleep next to that thing?" His grin is good-natured and sweet, and I wonder what expression he would wear if he could see what I am typing right now. I grin and sparkle, throwing some sarcastic words his way, letting him know that I'm happy to see him. I close my file, saving to an encrypted program of my own design. I smile again, this time because I have a secret.
I'm not worried about discovery. As I look into his eyes I know...He'll never find out.
