She carried her secret like a small but heavy stone in her stomach. Never unaware of it’s weight pressing down inside her. Each day, she painted on her smile, raspberry red. She donned her professional armour, tailored suit, five inch heels. Behind her glasses, her olive eyes always shielded, never dropping the façade for a second. Safeguarding her true self.


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16 thoughts on “Hidden

  1. Beautifully written. You could have written this for me. I wonder how many erotica writer’s, closet bi’s etc feel like this as they carry their personal secret around inside for the rest of their lives, knowing that personal circumstances know that they can never share it with the people around.

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