July 15th, 2008 at 08:20pm
Written at about 2-3 AM(but of course edited the next day) whilst listening to Love Stoned by Justin Timberlake on repeat. Didn't plan any of it. It was just one of those stories that just kind of poured out.
Please comment if you read, I really worked on it.
Constructive criticism welcome.
And especially love the fact I am thanked. :file:
Suck on that.
-clears throat-
Anyway, there is...nothing...that I can construct. This...this is perfect. I love it. I love everything about it. But my favourite? My favourite is the title and how you linked it into the drabble as much as possible. Foreign fingers...it has such a good ring to it. It's so poetic and it just rolls off the tongue.
I also completely love how you didn't give any names away, at all. It adds a sense of mystery to the drabble, and, let's face it, who doesn't love a bit a mystery mixed with sex, eh?
I adore (love is getting so overused) the whole...feeling...of the story. It's just right...I don't know what it is, maybe it's the fact it's so wrong, but the way you portrayed it was so...safgdg. Amazing.
Kiia, I am in awe with your writing.