His Eyes
The image of those eyes is so ingrained in my memory that I see them in every dream, in every waking moment. I see them so often I feel it is fair to say that I have become obsessed. Giving up alcohol and cocaine was simple compared to this. Where will I ever find a rehab facility to cure my addiction to tall, dark, Kentuckians?
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(BTW, if you don't mind a little comm pimping, you should think about posting a story announcement on shinyandnew.)
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(I noticed that Pen already mentioned about posting links rather than stories in shinyandnew. If you need any help with the format for the next post, just let me know. I can't edit the last post to change it to a link, BTW -- only authors can edit their posts.)
ETA: I added an author tag for you on shinyandnew. So you're immortalised forever in the list :-)
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