First minute.
The greeting.
A melting yet maintained pleasure.
Second minute.
The idol chat.
Uncertainty of how interested he actually is.
Third minute.
The joke.
Good, bad or just embarrassing.
Fourth minute.
The first touch.
Nervousness sending tingles through her entire physique.
Fifth and final minute.
The thoughts start flowing.
Does he? Doesn't he?
Or is time just being wasted.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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