Simple lines

The lines were simple yet suggestive, conjuring the fantasy of that first kiss, the thrill as tips of fingers touched skin, warm, hot, moist skin.  Slipping beneath the clothing, constrained, hesitant, but only for a moment and when the alarm did not ring, no siren, just a purring into pure, momentary pleasure, remembered when viewing the drawing, simple lines

How normal.can it be, perhaps a good sign of normal is to be able to laugh at impending disaster, not to laugh at the mayhem and missery the disaster may help at you, but laugh together with the solidarity of knowing you will face the mayhem and missery together.

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