PPS: I hate alarms.
(PS and PPS is one more 55 words story I guess…lol)
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Clasped hands, gasping breath, moist lips and eyes filled with desire they were about to relish their wild fantasy. Embraced in eternal bliss they sensed, for instance, a paradise. They endured intimacy like never before.
No evil could dare to separate those fervent souls but the harsh tone of alarm which crushed his dream, often.
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PS: My foray into the world of 55 word stories. Enlighten me with your criticism or Laud with acclaim. I thank you.
PPS: I hate alarms.
(PS and PPS is one more 55 words story I guess…lol)