Sipping a nice long drink with its icy condensation wetting my thin fingers, standing close to my lover waiting and watching dusk approaching, letting the oh-so-light breeze goose-flesh my bare arms, run up my thighs to tickle my high-cut white panties I am wearing under this whisper thin sundress for you, we could make these summer days memorable in the way that only you and I can make magic.

The pulls and pushes of that perfect friction, our own heat takes us into the most unimaginable long nights and white-hot days. These months will not be complete unless you feel my need and your surrender.

 
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