The garden
I sensed the spring fever of passion had arrived much earlier than ever before when you unexpectedly called, I gave you directions and you then knocked at my door. I felt the storm in your hot blood vessels as you entered. I believed you might have felt lust for the first time. I was right. The unquenched thirst for sensual pleasure was ruling you; your craving for a Diva who understood and would entertain your needs was visible in your eyes. While you sat on my sofa, your eyes hurriedly licked my seductive beauty like a ravenous vampire. Still I pretended to ignore your intentions. Slowly, you walked into my private room, closing the door behind you. Your hands started sailing on me. Eventually I submitted myself, surrendering to your all needs that erupted like a volcano of lust. It took a long time to satiate you. Your long yearned-for celebration of lust was finally enjoyed. You rejoiced, keeping these memorable moments to relish forever.
Knock at my door again, I am still awake.
Brandi xoxo
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