Desires

Desires

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The glow of the light dances on her curve as fingers gracefully positions the silk. While her legs moves in a enticing mind-controlling motion. Her cinnamon soft skin calls for your touch. Many eyes are fixated on her heart-shaped face. She gives such piercing eye contact as she mentally demands your fantasies to be drained from your soul. As the music ends in a slow drowning out tempo. She begins to slide down slowly while her eyes stay connected to yours. She can feel your pleads for her to not to stop but the time is up. Gracefully touching the floor you watch her silhouette fade away behind the curtain. And all that you desire is gone. You wish to know her name Who is she ? She has purposely leaves a reminder for your sub-conscious mind to never forget and for your flesh to forever desire a touch.
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I felt the presence of his body move closer to me but only barely touch me, as if he was teasing me. His lips brushed against my skin as he traveled to the place just under the hollow of my ear. My heart fluttered in my chest. Where had he learned to kiss like this? He continued down my neck until he hit my collar bone and I felt his hot breath dance across my neck and fall down my shirt right between the swell of my breasts causing me to shiver. OH DANG! I opened my eyes and started to protest. "I want a rematch! Please!" I pleaded, stepping back. "Sorry, no can do," he teased, the crooked grin spreading across his lips. I shuddered at the thought of actually kissing him. But the part that scared me was I couldn't tell if I was shuttering in disgust or anticipation. ~~~ Stacy Hall is a tomboy: she spends most of her time hanging out with boys, she never wears dresses or makeup, and she hates the way other girls obsess over boys and gossip. But what happens when she starts having feelings for one of her closest guy friends? Someone she's known since she was little. Someone who has a tendency to flirt a little too much. Will she push him away or pull him closer? And what if he's just as confused as she is?

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