Trip to the Highlands
The winter was thick and cold. Everyone took shelter under their own roof while I determined to take a shot at skiing. The Michigan River was frozen and the Great Lake competitive skiing season was on. Your presence in the crowd of protagonists was blazingly hot, venting the magma of lust in the winter. Your earnest wait for a reliable partner had been in vain for long time. The one or two you met were too selfish, leaving you in the middle of frustration. Your faith in women and hope for a partner were shattered.
Accidentally, our eyes met and the magnetic attraction murmured your desire. Sensing your intention, I stayed back. I took you to the nearest inn where we locked ourselves in a single room, leaving behind the rest of the world.
The man in you woke up like a serpent. The caveman in you had the power of a storm. The tornado of lust swirled on me. I was amazed. Still, I encouraged your freedom and desire to surface. It did.
Man, where you will find another partner like me who really under stands and adores your desire fully? Now you must be ruminating on the lovely moments we were together.
Relish those moments and swing in desire until you need a partner who will lavish the ravenous greed in your sensual feelings.
Then come to me again. I will adore you.
Brandi xoxo
