Patsy and Delia knew they couldn’t fall asleep in each other’s arms after making love. If they had their own place, they could without fear of someone discovering them. But they decided to rest for a few moments, to recharge and to bask in the moment.
Patsy held Delia in her arms. Delia rested her head between Patsy’s breasts, listening to whatever she could hear of Patsy’s heartbeat.
They held on to each other for several minutes. They pretended as if those minutes were a lifetime in whatever stillness one could call the environment of a cold, foggy East End.
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Date: 2018-01-04 10:22 pm (UTC)Patsy held Delia in her arms. Delia rested her head between Patsy’s breasts, listening to whatever she could hear of Patsy’s heartbeat.
They held on to each other for several minutes. They pretended as if those minutes were a lifetime in whatever stillness one could call the environment of a cold, foggy East End.