Lying naked, face down, waiting.
Anticipating.
Listening to the sounds outside the room, waiting for the knock on the door.
"Are you ready for me?"
"Yes, come on in"
Gentle hands cover me with a towel.
A bottle opens, and liquid pours. One hand on my back, then two. Kneading, smoothing, working on knots.
Aaaaaah.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
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2 comments:
aaaah!, I know that feeling, is'nt it great? Just like your 55...
Awesome....
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