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Tender Touch 

"You look beautiful…did I ever tell you how much I love it when you wear that skirt?" Saul said, leaning in to place a soft kiss to her lips.
"If I never knew, I do now." She smiled as she felt the hard bulge against her as he held her tightly to him. Her eyes glanced down but before she could reply further, Saul pulled her with him and in one quick, solid motion, he turned and lifted her onto the kitchen table. Monica sucked in air as he attacked her neck; hot, open-mouthed kisses, trailing down and he bent his head further, taking her breast into his mouth. The warmth of his lips, his tongue lapping at her nipple sent a tingle down her body as she held his head there. 

The Busker 

In His Words  He wanted to share with me his fantasy.  He said he had been thinking about it for days, ever since he'd seen me running into my apartment in the rain.  I was weirdly turned on by his desire to describe it to me and said he could tell it to me if he would come inside and have a glass of wine.  Hey, I am single and he was sexy in a strong, quiet way. We had a neighborly friendship but didn't know each other really well. I was impressed with his come-on and curious about his thoughts.  To be honest, I was already a little turned on before he even crossed my doorstep.  He came in and I poured us a glass of wine and curled up on the couch in front of the fire.  "Tell me", I said, and he did...

You and I  

Maggie: A Reminiscence  Spirals of red curls leapt up from underneath her helmet and attacked my face like a litter of playful and affectionate kittens.  I inhaled deeply, and planted the scent of those tresses in a garden of memories that would bear her name: Maggie.    This experience, along with the sound of her motorcycle, its vibrating power beneath us, the sunlight filtering through branches half-denuded of their leaves, and of course, her warm body in front of and against me were almost a sensory overload -the midpoint of a crescendo of serendipitous moments that made this the kind of day you - well - write stories about.