I love being aroused. I relish that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being naked, and my flesh being born again. It’s like I’m being made new.
Her jacket. So many eye-twinkeling memories it harbors. That time in the lift, at a store. Their first kiss. The time, hiding from the police passing by. That time, when fínally at home, he ripped it open, exposing her tits, before pulling her hard towa
