L'appel Du Vide

L'appel Du Vide

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"And do you, Mariah Evens, take Robert Jones to be your lawfully wedded husband?" She felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. Maybe it was the humongous veil, or to be more realistic, the overwhelming decision being presented before her. "I..I," Everyone's eyes were beading into her with anticipation. She took a deep breath. "I don't." L'appel Du Vide is a French phrase which refers to the urge to jump from high places; the call of the void.
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My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA

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