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Close-up of my lips. They're painted red and shiny. It looks like the person I'm observing just did something mildly amusing and definitely intriguing. My hand is palm up beside my chin slightly curled, index finger and thumb touching. Chin length dark hair is visible. Everything is ever so slightly out of focus. The colours are warm.

Once, Twice, Thrice: A Stranger’s Kiss

There’s this phrase that really turns me on. I’ve used it before and I’ll probably use it again. It’s a stranger telling me “I know what you want.” It works even better if they say they see me first. It’s like they see clear through me. They read my body language. They know I want them, and they want me too. It’s a statement of intention and, for me, a statement of their dominant tendencies.

Throws me into ecstasies of horn. Here’s a fantasy about a stranger doing just that.

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A line drawing of a woman's wrist clasped in a man's hand. Very simple black line on a yellow background.

Part 2: Just For a Moment: Sunday Desperation

This is the next thing that happened on that gorgeous Sunday. My man went to make coffee, leaving us alone in bed for a moment.

The deal between us all, was a whole day of teasing without release, until very late in the day. What happened here set me up for the rest of the day. I was sizzling with desire, struggling badly in fact!

Mmmh.

Actually quietly proud of the drawing this time too!

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