Busy Stories

I've been thinking of you all day.Really, I have.I get all the beautiful images of you,The friendship and the things thatAren't always within the usual four wallsOf friendship.I get the memories of late night chats,And of early morning e-mails,And surprises along with them.The attachments in my Inbox,A photo of a nipple,A hand and fingers on your pussy.And all you get is silence.Life gets in the way,We all need to eat and...