Short Story: A River Runs Through It – Part 7
The Sanjhi was witness to our first union when we came together in every sense of the word. Then there was no stopping what we had started. The skies blushed at our passion and the winds whispered about it. The dark of the night shielded us from the eyes of the world, as our lust ran unbridled.
If I once imagined what a good life was about, I now realized I was experiencing it. Was there any man luckier than me in this world?
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