by secretsxywriter
The power of the written word as aphrodisiac is well known. This is
a marvelous example of that power.
It almost makes me want to search out someone on metro transit and imagine they are the letter writer. Imagine how the day would unfold on this cold, blustery day while I am warm, not because of the clothing but the fire building within. Who would fit the profile of the writer, of the pleasurer? Who would be the one I would choose to take my cherry? Who would I choose to allow my strong exterior to soften for? Who would cause my dark caramel complection to glow a prominent red? Would he be patient, agressive, ready to tease and appease the need within me? Who knows, but that is what this submission makes me think of after my first reading.