She went rigid and bit into my neck lightly and tenderly, mumbling obscenities under her breath. I put the candle across the room, on the dresser. When things just go all shitty, but end up bringing good things. Giggling, like fourteen year old girls at a Ramone’s concert. The cool droplets of moisture traced a pattern on her skin, provoking the fine hairs to stand at attention. We looked at each other and laughed. “Joe???” I tasted the skin at the base of her neck, right where it flowed into her shoulder. That’s, nice too. Mine was doing, pretty much the same. “I’m fucking wonderful, you’re fucking wonderful, This! I pulled my finger out, she gasped as it left her, her muscles tried to grip and keep it there but they slipped around the tip.
