Standing, looking at myself in the mirror I see the evidence of what brought this satisfied smile to my face. The pink cheeks. The whisker burn. I smell the evidence and feel it too. His cologne on my skin. That slight, subtle smell which no amount of showering will remove. The tingle when I sit down. The trembling muscles caused by nerves being so sensitive even air on skin causes the shaking to start again. I feel the throbbing and know I will return again and again...
"He" is a pilot.
We may call him a pirate as well because he swooped in and made off with more booty than he perhaps knows.
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Happy holidays indeed : )
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Lezlie
Matt... it was fun too. *Grins*
Skye... Sir knows.
firechick... so did I.
Lezlie... there is much more to this tale than the few words here.
I know exactly what you mean here, it is the faintness that attracts even more. Please tell me we will get more about this pirate of yours, don't tease us!
Bo... *Grins*