Tuesday, April 06, 2004
We're out in public somewhere. It's a warm evening in late spring, and lots of people are milling about. You're wearing a camisole, jeans, and sandals. I come up behind you and put my hands on your shoulders, gently caressing. I slowly trace the outline of your collar bone and your bare shoulder blades. I carefully move your hair back and give you a couple small kisses behind your ear. Your left spaghetti strap falls off your shoulder onto your arm, leaving your shoulder naked. You feel sexy. You are sexy. You look up at me and smile.
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