THE AIR WAS CHARGED BY THE DISTANT CALL OF THE NIGHT BIRD, HIS FACE WAS OBSCURED BUT I KNEW HE WAS LOOKING AT MY CHEST. EACH SIDE STRETCHING RECENTLY MATURED TO DIFFERENT SIZES. “HANSEL COME LAY WITH ME LIKE THE OLD WOMEN TAUGHT US WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN” I SAID. HE CLOSED THE DOOR AND LEANED AGAINST IT. “YOU’RE NOT MY WIFE GRETEL” HE SAID. “I’M MORE THAN YOUR WIFE, I’M YOUR SISTER”. HANSEL FLINCHED AND REACHED FOR THE DOOR HANDLE I KNEW HE WOULD. NOT LEAVE THIS PLACE HE WOULD RELENT AND CHOOSE TO BE INSIDE ME LIKE HE HAD MANY NIGHTS BEFORE. IF NOT I WOULD FLAY HIS MEATY FOREARM ROLL IT LIKE A STICK OF LICORICE AND INSERT THE FLESH BETWEEN MY LEGS. HANSEL IS MY SOUL. LOVE ONLY THE BRANCH OF A WILLOW TREE COULD CONJURE. BROTHER YOU WILL BE INSIDE OF ME TONIGHT. - NIKKI ♡
