Kissing her is like drinking salted water, he thinks. His thirst only increases.
Such a night cannot be shaken from a woman’s memory. Such a night changes your life forever.
All those kisses. There must have been a thousand. They engulfed me like some kind of all consuming dream where I became very alive and very relaxed at the same time.
Sometimes you don’t even have to have sex at all, and for that kind of sicko, you charge double.
She wishes her grandmother had not been so protective, and that she understood better what passes between a man and woman. As it is, she simply enjoys the feelings and wonders if they are what lightning is made of, for everything comes back to the weather. Tears like rain. Smiles like the sun. Hair as dry as sand and fear like the dark ocean.
It occurred to me that as a man I could do anything, everything I wanted.
What was it that marked me as a woman and was I prepared to let it go?
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