Jack’s eyes moved down, taking in the sight in front of him. A girl in her early twenties, naked and sitting on a chair with her hands on the typewriter. This was what his French photographer lover specialised in; erotica with simple objects.
“I see that you are enjoying the view,” Pierre remarked with a laugh.
“Well you always choose the best
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Would be interested in seeing more - literally - of Jack and Pierre...
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Yeah I'm thinking of writing a longer fic.
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