He asked “What you want do when you grow up?”
She said “a lot”
Summer breezes are often rumored to be the domain of a Cadre of ancient gods… Pan or Loki?
Today’s warm draft was no exception as it snaked its way between generously oiled ankles, gently licking supple thighs… higher… higher to flimsy silky thongs tasked with securing the pearly gates.
She lounged on the yellow leaf strewn pavement next to the old yellow telephone booth, her heart willed her to dial his number.
The mere thought of his lazy drawl through the receiver made her lips twitch to a moist smile, she giggled lightly as she mused it might be both her pairs.
A couple of gazes lingered over her ivory coloured dress, which hugged her frame jealously. She was a sight for sore eyes and she wondered if he’d want her as much as she desired him.
