close the door

there was a trail of discarded clothing down the hallway

torn and rapidly discarded

like a hurricane had blown through

a bra hung off the door knob

boxers here

lace lined panties there

a button down shirt sans buttons

following the trail of destruction led to an open door

muffled moans in quiet night

a woman bent over the bed

a man on his knees behind her, tongue darting from between full lips

darting between full lips of another sort

gently close the door

they will be occupied for the next hour or so

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