Special Moment
Leaning over me, I restrain, torturing me with closeness.
Holly pushes her with a shove, and we fall back into the short grass.
I wiggle as far from her as I can, I hold her back, not far enough,
And she licks my face, payback.
Holly sits on us, smothering her and Ash on top of me.
As they let me up eventually I relax, she leans over and kisses my cheek,
“I’m sorry” she says.
I grab a hold of her and lick her back causing her to react again,
Instead I give her a kiss on the cheek,
“I’m sorry” I say.
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