the devil's city

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

It was a strange feeling being here with DaVinci. She had a connection again with something. It wasn’t like the one she had lost – the relationship she had with her mother could never be replaced. But maybe, just maybe, a new kind of love could enter her life and she would be able to adjust to that instead. She had never experienced anything like this before, but she felt so protected and no longer vulnerable in his arms. She leaned her check against his warm chest as he stroked her mane, welcoming this feeling of intimacy. It so much different then anything she had ever been submitted to with another man. She wasn’t scared and she didn’t feel like this was a job. This was completely different.



She smiled, grinning into his fur as she listened to the rise and fall of his breathing. "I’ve decided that I don’t want to lose him." She had lost her mother, and had never had her father (until recently). She didn’t want to have to face not being able to see the one other face that made things seem alright. Sure, it had all happened fairly fast, but she couldn’t help what she was feeling.

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