I Start Here

A blow to move the fine hairs that creep down the back of your neck a gaze on the lips of your ears, as you wonder in confusion, what shall happen next The soft black satin on your bronze skin The spark in your eye the quiver of your skin as my fingers glide over your exposed skin the rush of your fingers as I ask you to pin your hair up the darkness of your nipples the red of your facial blush squat over a stool, so I can make you turn in circles my moment, my you point your toes together and your knees too don't look at me, I will look at you quickly remove your lace breast holders and then hold your breast up stand slowly, I want to see how your muscles form turn around quickly, so I can see your body rumble spread your legs, bend, bend some more, bend all the way over.. the tracked white lace on your black cotton thong pleases me I am glad I don't have to tell you how to have some damn class drop those hands to your hips, pull those stockings tighter up come over here, this blade will remove what you were not born with and this cold will make you rush. get on your knees, no stand-up, kneeling is too common for a girl like you stand, stand on this bed and look down on me, I will hold you up so you don't fall bounce so I can see your breast move in rhythm in fact, step down, so we can dance, I have not danced in years a delightful woman, a delightful hour, yes I want us to dance relax, lay your back to my chest, as we sway, side to side trance.... beat, rhythm, move to the sound of my voice I will catch you if you fall, I will catch you if you fall breath in your own breath, so I can know how I am making you feel this evening everyone you know will not matter, who matters is in this room, me and you, with only water to hydrate you as I want you pure soft, tight bronze fat skin beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am beholding you, please don't talk. ladyfi Dec 1 2013