So I spread my hands over the top of her thighs and began to gingerly massage them; simultaneously I lowered my head and kissed the insides of her knees
. It almost got to the point where I didn’t want to come up for air, so intent was I on giving her pleasure. My breathing returned to normal as I lay curled up on my side, stars flaring over my closed eyes; and the best thing was knowing, even with them shut, that Holly would be there above me when I opened them again
. . ?You are now ready for the men in this World? said her Father, ?choose wisely and find someone to make you happy?
So I spread my hands over the top of her thighs and began to gingerly massage them; simultaneously I lowered my head and kissed the insides of her knees
. It almost got to the point where I didn’t want to come up for air, so intent was I on giving her pleasure. My breathing returned to normal as I lay curled up on my side, stars flaring over my closed eyes; and the best thing was knowing, even with them shut, that Holly would be there above me when I opened them again
. . ?You are now ready for the men in this World? said her Father, ?choose wisely and find someone to make you happy?
So I spread my hands over the top of her thighs and began to gingerly massage them; simultaneously I lowered my head and kissed the insides of her knees
. It almost got to the point where I didn’t want to come up for air, so intent was I on giving her pleasure. My breathing returned to normal as I lay curled up on my side, stars flaring over my closed eyes; and the best thing was knowing, even with them shut, that Holly would be there above me when I opened them again
. . ?You are now ready for the men in this World? said her Father, ?choose wisely and find someone to make you happy?
Natascha McElhone - Surviving Picasso (1996)