Here goes!
Dan Neville gazed over at his fiancee, sleeping the sleep of the pure. He loved to watch her as she slept; seemingly unpolluted morally and spiritually. A tabula rasa. He was fully aware this was not the case, but in repose Karen's normally mischievous elfin features took on an angelic sheen. On many occasions he had lain awake, watching her as she slept. fascinated that such a beautiful creature would consent to be his.
The beatific air was added to considerably by the fact that she was six months pregnant. This most revered of human conditions, her stomach raised the sheet in delicate fashion. She looked absolutely pure, as if all sins and misdemeanours had been wiped clean.
Dan gazed, rapt, at her sleeping form. her face directly opposite his across the bed. She had drifted off on her back as usual, but her growing tumescense had led her to roll over onto her side for reasons of comfort. Her eyelids fluttered; the swift left and right movemnt of her eyeballs visible beneath the surface as she reached R.E.M sleep.
It was not merely the slight of his partner that kept Dan from achieving his own slumber. The copious rum and cokes he had consumed, as well as a few sneaky lines of cocaine in the toilet at his work party were still having an effect on his system. He had to cross his eyes slightly to fully focus on Karen, and he could still feel a residual tingle in his sinuses from the powder.
Despite promising to stay sober he had succumbed to the lure of the free bar after an hour, becoming bored of both the lime and soda he had been drinking, and the inane chatter of his work colleagues. As always at such functions, any semblance of worthwhile conversation was quickly replaced by office gossip: who was getting promoted; who was fucking who; who was sucking cock for promotion purposes; and who was willing to use such information for their own gain.

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That's one page of A4. Should I go on?
( Boss Keloid Got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 17:44, Reply)