My fantasies curdle the night, the enormous, moist November night. Outside, the rustle of corn in the fields, silage of fantasies, of a man's desire. And inside, my boner pushing up against the sheet. Lightening far off, breaking out the night. The whispering of the abode, conversations of ghosts. And the howls. That pack of dogs is come sniffing around the barn afresh. They always know when I got me some other gal.

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