Liason Stories

My little love, I've been thinking of you all weekend.Your soft voice, your gentle smile and caring way. The way you laugh a little when you talk about uncomfortable things and love to make others laugh because you can't stand the idea of anyone being unhappy. I miss the way you flirt and tease and love to drive me and all men crazy. The way you know someone is looking at you and how you turn so they can see you better. I...

midnight whispers of forgotten passion,stolen moments, glances betweendark forbidden soft kisseslinger in the aira wisp,captured with a turn,haunted by the memory ofyour promise for another moment. fallen angel of my deep desire,just one request and I am yourssilken skin dark embracea single wordjust one,beating heart body respondinglost in the memory ofone more promise for another touch.