Two Clay Pipes As Shoes

Unusually his two clay pipes fitted her small, delicate feet perfectly. Tobacco smoke swirled around her thighs as she contemplated the pencil describing his face held by the hand so realistically emerging from the front of the postcard addressed to his German aunt in Andalusia.

 

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