Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Communication at it's finest.
The clothes littered the floor as I crawled into bed, naked. I had hoped you would call. I needed to hear your voice, feel your thoughts and know that you wanted me as much as I wanted you. Hands were already at play when the phone rang. Breathlessly I answered and the games begin.
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what games ? Phone tag ?
ReplyDeleteI so love good phone now and then.
ReplyDeleteIt really is an art.
xoxo
~vk~
I have never had good phone. Ever. I think it's because I suck at it myself.
ReplyDelete(I get the giggles. Sue me.)
~ E ~
Hmm.. yes, art indeed!
ReplyDeleteGiving "good phone" is a talent like good cyber, or dirty talk in bed, you have use words to transcend the physical and create a mental image powerful enough to draw out your lover's climax
ReplyDeleteCute post.
Mmmmmmm..... lovely....
ReplyDeleteHaven't done that in a long time.....
Haven't had phone in a loooong time. Enticing post :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.....you should email me your number...xoxoox
ReplyDeleteTag , you are it.. Nice visual feast...
ReplyDeleteAnd how did it end? ;)
ReplyDeleteProbably it was very climactic.
ReplyDeleteShit, I must have dialed the wrong number!
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