“Sexy Wrap”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Blackness enveloped our private cabin deep in the Argentina woods.

Soft pine branches brushed the roof. Candles flickered their specs of light off a crushed leather sofa. Pine logs crackled in the fireplace.

The soft, soothing sounds of Love Me Tender. The King!

I sat on the warm animal skin rug in front of the glow. A bottle of red. Uncorked. Two crystal wine glasses. Where were you?

Slowly, from the darkened doorway, your long tanned legs first appeared. Barefoot. Slinking, you walked towards me. Arms surrounding a tan, deeply furred wrap across your bare upper body. Yellow necklace tucked into cleavage.

Slowly you sat down besides me.

Fade to black.

7 responses

    • Tell Boggel that yes he can hang the print above the bar. Better yet, I am also buying a one way plane ticket for the woman in my story. The woman is my gift. And, she comes with the wrap. Necklace of course for punctuation. After all, I want him to stand straight and be in good competition with Vetfaan and Fannie. Sounds like things are getting a bit saucy at Boggel’s Place.

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