Friday, 25 December 2015

The Dance

Thinking of Christmas presents... It would have been lovely if we had... if we had what? Done it?

"It." I don't even know what the hell "It" would be.

There's this dance of flirtation and possibility between he and I. It's exciting. It's half the fun of things. Innuendo and suggestion. Teasing and suggestion.

Will we? Won't we? What would we do? Where would we do it? Do we really want to do it?

Will doing more spoil the delight of the dance?

We went our separate ways with nothing more than some flirtation, some conversation and a little squeeze. It was nice. Tempting. The dance.

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