I opened the door, and she came in spreading her fragrance before her. Her every single step into my place was diffusing a scent of pride and sweetness, tenderness and arrogance, warmth and chill. While she was passing me, her perfume stroked my breath and dazzled my senses.
While I was walking her to the reception, I wish she didn't but, she untied her hair, disturbing the air, overwhelming the atmosphere with that puzzling mixture of the outdoors' rainy air, her scent and her fragrance. It made me drunk and thirsty for more... It confused my common sense and allured me to submissiveness.
It reminded me of those old glorious days, when I used to enjoy that scent while running my nose on her arms, through her shoulders and up to her neck.
The whole thing kept me hypnotized for a while, that wish, that sweet dream never lasted...
Andy.
Andy.
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