Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Nightshift Part Three

My shock leaves as quickly as it came. I don’t understand the words, but I know what you want when you tug firmly at my running shorts and without a moment’s hesitation I slip out of them and remove my shoes. The sweltering, summer night air against my naked skin is nearly as warm as the heat in the kitchen when I look back up at your penetrating eyes to await your next command. Whatever it is, I know I will obey your every desire, serve your every need. I fall to my knees. I am yours and you know it.

2 comments:

Lucien said...

I love the supplicating way he is kneeling

Ulf Raynor said...

Wait till you see the rest ;)