It began somewhere in the distance, amidst the hidden clamor of those already engaged in ****** flight! Some fair-skinned legs in night-drapery began to slowly spread open for us, encouraging my thoughts with softly white-winged smiles, flying out from under the treasured curves of playful thighs.

I took heed with not as much ease as one might speed…

I began to recall what I had first seen, after taking a seat in the back of this local coffeehouse. Musing in the corner, I watched in secrecy as the female fruit peeled off the liquid layers of skin, of which mother nature never intended for her to wear. Yes, she had disobeyed with religious fervor in choosing her own clothes!