Creeping.....

she was a sensual mistress who celebrated life on the wild side her eye lashes were long and her eyes dark and heavy her lips full and painted blood lust red she became a metamorphisis of new york from day to night as she strolled outside she passed a few women chattering like magpies women in packs were dangerous entities she gave a smoky laugh instantly she had a thousand impressions rushing by her senses many people tried to change her but failed as she crossed the street her legs gave way she fell and cut her head outta no where a stranger approached her and offered her a hand to her amazement it was the wife of the man she was having an affair with she could hear the lazy rise and fall of her voice she concentrated on her basic manners as much guilt had set in she enjoyed the fluid ride a married man offered a thousand warnings jangled in her brain but were ignored if only she could give herself to him for one more reckless moment to the heat to the need this was more like a warning this was enough to close of a call no more taken men or midnight rendevous