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Double Vision

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A wonderful Wednesday morning, the sun peeking through the slatted windows, bathing the dull blue walls in stripes of light. No birds were to be heard this morning, but the distant hum of cars woke the small townhouse up. The dust illuminated by the morning rays, each acting as a small little sun to the eyes of the sleeping angel, barely open, preparing herself for the day to come. Sitting up, arching her back, she raised her arms high above her head, yawning.
Her shirt hung loosely across her bosom, receding into the sheets. Her show white skin glowed in the early morning sun, a perfect canvas. She sat back, balancing on her behind, while her legs sprung up, stretching the sheet taught between her legs. Her legs stretched to the opposite corners of the bed, slightly shaking with effort. Both white legs swung over the side, her toes brushed against the cool wood paneling. Shifting her weight onto the balls of her toes, she lifted herself up out of the bed, and pushed aside the plush covers of her bed. She took tentative steps across the bedroom, her feet leaving behind slight warmth marks as she takes each step. Her shirt is low around her small stomach, and her boyshorts underwear clearly visible. She grasps the slightly ajar door and opens it, passing through the threshold.  
She pulls the door in to peek out into what seems to be a kitchen. With a kitten’s smirk, she stole into the kitchen, her blonde hair fluttering behind her. Around the marble island, and behind to the white cabinets and stainless steel fridge she went. Grasping the handle she cautiously opened the fridge, basking in the cool white light from its confines. Her upper body disappeared within the cold interior. Her black boyshorts swaying from side to side, her legs bending, letting her behind swing from side to side. A quiet hum permeates the silent home, a light and airy tune. Her back straightens, and with her torso comes her hair bobbing with the music she created. Pulling away from the fridge, she has a plate in her hands. Pulling open a nearby drawer with her right pinky finger, she selects a silver fork and places it on her plate. Popping from foot to foot, she danced around the island, to seat herself upon a tall chair on the edge of the island.
She looked down ravenously upon her plate. On her plate sat a large slice of moist, chocolate cake. The chocolate icing, laced with chocolate shavings. Her mouth drooled with anticipation. Without hesitation, she took up her fork and dug in. Each bite was heaven. The chocolate woke up her senses, and brought color back to her face. The bits of chocolate melted in her mouth, the smell filling her nose with ecstasy. Within a couple of minutes, the chocolate cake ceased to exist, the plate licked clean.
Having finished breakfast, she leaned back slightly in her chair; hands clasped behind her blonde locks and looked skyward. As if lost in thought, she made no movement as the pink hair illuminating her face fell behind her ears. The edges of her lips curled into a smile. She knew this was going to be a good day.
Another original creation by MOI! As usual, more to come!
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RRocha722's avatar
Very very nice!!!