05.17.05
All of a sudden, the expensive silk and beading of my dress disappeared into the sweet warmth of his hand on my waist.
I had expected it and not as well, with all the forceful hugs that squeezed my breasts into my chest and those that left hands lingering around my waist and around my shoulders, fingers trailing off into dime and the coming lightness of the dawn.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Yes, and also intimacy is frightening. I was fainting, my knees were bending. I made a quick exit.
shi-ou-sama at