Screw The Continuity!
Alternate Ending To 'And On The Seventh Day'
Part Three:
After a while she crawls on top of me, one of her hands resting on my chest.
I tremble.
I can't help myself.
She must have felt that, for she pauses a second.
Then she straddles me.
We're merely centimeters away from each other.
Her hands play down my chest and across my hips, before she begins stroking me gently.
