Seduced

They appeared in the aisle before me I could not look away, mesmerized by the shrouds of sparkling silver that restrained them Without saying a word they called my name, in ecstasy I soared; I was being pursued and could not resist they were gods, I was certain after the first, so I agreed to the second and liked it, turning back was no longer possible I acquiesced—to the desire of the third thirty minutes of heavenly bliss, then they left me with only memories and a feeling on my tongue like whipped velvet I now count the minutes until my next encounter with a Three Musketeers bar