A Dream or Reality: Minx

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The night was hot, a white haze floated around the dim yellow street lamps. The air was dense, and the street was lonely. Her black leather boots echoed off the buildings old walls as she took brisk steps. She felt someone behind her keeping their distance, eyes beating into her back. They felt familiar. The night grew darker, as the heat played on her skin. She felt danger looming about her. The stones under her feet became slick as she realized that it had begun to rain. A warm mist began to fall. She looked behind her and saw a flash of black. It was graceful and tall, then a flash of silver. She starred at that spot for a moment, now seeing nothing she turned on her heal and kept walking.

She focused to the street that lay before her. She rounded the corner, only to find Deo standing in the alley way alone. In his classic trench coat, slacks, dress shoes, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the embers glowing red in the dark. "Deo!" She said, running towards him. She watched as he opened his arms to her. She ran into them, they closed tight around her.

She pulled back slightly when she realized this man was not Deo. His arms were twice as big, he was taller. For some reason she found herself smiling up at him. But all she saw was a quick flash of silver, and a sly smile. She felt herself being moved backwards, a moment later her back hit the firm brick wall.

Huge hands lifted her up, and pinned her, his hands on her hips. Then she felt his breath on her nose. Warm and slow. His lips brushed hers. He pushed forward, as his lips became rougher. Claiming hers in his. She held tight to him. As his slick lips drug down her neck. The rain now fell in sheets. She let out a shaky breath as his hands moved up under her shirt. She felt him push her bra away.

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Minx suddenly woke up, her night top drenched in sweat. It seemed so real.