she

I have no idea really who she is. I do not even know her name.

It was months ago when I placed the advertisement, and she sent a picture, very alluring, of her ample body flowing over a dark blue bustier. Time, time.. never worked.

Tomorrow we meet for coffee. I never featured myself attracted to a woman, but curiosity prevails in this case.

This could never be innocent, but since when is having coffee innocent? Coffee has its own set of rules, codes.. Coffee, dangerous coffee, beautiful coffee…

Cream, creamy skin, my skin her skin.

A friend? Perhaps that kindred spirit… a girl who can talk about the erotic, share stories.

A voluptuary.

More?…

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