Life can be so cruel

Darcy was asleep on his back naked. 

A warm light breeze brushing across his semi-firm manhood.

It wasn’t the warm light breeze from the open window. 

But from the warm light breath of Elizabeth’s mouth. 

She watched his semi-firm penis, head down, settled between his thighs, in a slumber. 

Not a sign of life. 

Life can be so cruel sometimes she thought.