Journal 28
Sandra 52
Former dancer
- Life
- She lives in a high-ceilinged flat with a wooden floor and late light.
- Temper
- Unhurried and sure
Kinks
- Soles he kisses after the slippers
- Nylon she keeps on while they fuck
- An afternoon instead of a minute
Sandra is fifty-two. She danced on stages as a grown woman and stopped when she was ready. Hugh is fifty-five, her partner. They have time, and they use it. She likes worn ballet slippers only as objects in her hands, stockings on her legs, and a slow burn that takes the whole afternoon. Nothing about them is hurried, and nothing about the want is unclear.
The blog
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Slow Sunday
Late light filled the sofa. I had the black turtleneck on, and the stockings, and nothing else below the hem. The worn slippers sat on the rug where I had dropped them. Hugh brought water and then sat at the far end until I crooked a finger. I am fifty-two. He is fifty-five. We had all Sunday. I wanted the stockings on the whole time. I wanted his mouth on…
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I sat on the wooden floor with the worn ballet slippers in my hands. Black turtleneck. Silver hair in a low bun. Hugh closed the door with his shoulder and did not fill the silence. I am fifty-two. He is fifty-five. My partner. The slippers are from my last years on stage, adult years, and I like holding them before I give him my actual feet. I wanted the afternoon…
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