. "What would you like to drink?" She asked. Nude. We’ll see. ‘Please…’
I’m suddenly aware that you’re there: waiting, and that my own, selfish, hypnotic enjoyment of your skin is not why we’re here
But, coming out was another story. I blew out the smoke and looked down at my plate
. "What would you like to drink?" She asked. Nude. We’ll see. ‘Please…’
I’m suddenly aware that you’re there: waiting, and that my own, selfish, hypnotic enjoyment of your skin is not why we’re here What do you think?’
More silence, but lip-bitten nodding this time.
. "What would you like to drink?" She asked. Nude. We’ll see. ‘Please…’
I’m suddenly aware that you’re there: waiting, and that my own, selfish, hypnotic enjoyment of your skin is not why we’re here