You Said You Never Touched A Woman Either

 

Greedy will kiss you

I don't like to be touched and touched, especially by my opposite sex. I didn't like it the first time you touched me, even if you did it by accident. You said you never touched a woman either. Then why is it that as time goes on and our closeness, you touch me? And why do I allow myself to be touched, even I myself long to touch you?

Age: 24

Breast Size: D-E Bra Cup.
Height: 162 cm
Weight: 51 - 54 Kg
Country: Canada

In the world. Really, we who are a couple, never grandiosely think there will be another life. Either in heaven or hell. We just want to be calm, ladies and gentlemen, in this little room especially when we're wanting to make love. Calm down from the pounding of debt-collectors, a pair of sheepish cats, or a brain that often questions, "What tomorrow are we going to eat? The rice runs out, the gas doesn't hiss. Even tempeh bosok is not in the kitchen." Really, we just want to be calm, even when we're just making love.

Ever since we exchanged spit and flashed our tongues when it was quiet to meet in the purple room we began to understand the true body that we drag along the breath. "Be one. Blends. Without knowing anything you ever knew." At that time the body heat that fused one can make your teeth Glue the wounds you hide in the scorching afternoon. Through lovemaking we achieved the most ancient shale of knowledge. "Unfortunately, we're not in the park or in quiet space, baby."

I scribbled a pencil on the paper with a thin, thick shade. This is our wedding bed, baby. It is quiet and there will be no sound, other than those of us who send ancient prayers that are not recorded in the Bible. "We are not sinners. So it is not detailed the most solid dying in the books." We're just a couple who aspire to in space. "Is space a circle?" you asked, hiding a sigh in my chest, the knock of a voice I knew wasn't from a brother, scuttled me. "Your time is up. Please extend or bring your disgusting tail from this room."