here comes the bride
Ran into her at the club. Been a while. She looked beautiful.
She sat across from me while we chatted. Straightaway my hands slid right up under her skirt. Teasing, tickling the tops of her thighs. Stealthy style in a public place.
My fingers on her fishnets. She said, "I'm getting married."
I took the ends of her scarf in my hands, I wrapped her scarf around her mouth, around her eyes like a blindfold. I stood up in front of her and I hugged her head, pulled her face in close and tight against my stomach.
I said, "You're making the biggest mistake of your life."
Doesn't mean I'm not happy for her.
Comments
I love your situational control.
Posted by: Anonymous | December 31, 2006 11:34 AM