Lecture
The lecture hall was full at least a half-hour before the long-awaited lecture by the year’s best speaker. I found a seat in the back row after a tedious search. From the elevated podium, you instantly noticed my tempting beauty, and I sensed your gaze more than anyone else’s in the congested hall. Your burning, lusty eyes were gravely searching for a Diva who would try to satiate the thirst of eternal lust. Your lecture completed, I reluctantly met you at the doorway; in fact, you solemnly expected me for a while. Naturally shy, you were a novice to the unexplored vanity world of the sensual delight where every man loves to dive and deeply slink. The seven-colored inspiring ecstasy in that was very outlandish to you, as you had never had a woman who sumptuously drank in the delights of life. The sensitive Diva in me discovered your surge in bounteous exhilaration and our rendezvous encouraged you to ruminate and gratify the memorable experience that thrust you into the deepest of your curious dreams. Then we were in your feather bed welting the linen in sweat. Glorifying and lavishing pleasure and dripping with satisfaction.
Knock again to leave a luscious memory and fond hope the destination of desire forever.
Brandi xoxo
