What Pebble Writes These Days..

And she took the conceptualized incarnation of free will into her soft, silky hands, rubbing it up along her smooth thighs just past her skirt, as the radical freedom burst within her into gasps of amazement and awe. He stroked her cheek with his palms of the inaccessible temporal rights of the individual, soothing her desires to rebel until the state deemed it fit.