By: Nene Thomas
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I could feel it all the way down to my toes. It was a tingly feeling that ran up one side of my body and back down the
other. It wasn’t just a tingly feeling though it was also warm. It was warm like the warm comfortable feeling when in a
warm hot steamy bath. It is the warm sensation that passes through you as you relax in the hot water with bubbles.
There is candle light flickering on the wall and the smell of lavender in the air.
I wasn’t in the bath though I was in his arms, his strong warm arms pulling me closer and closer, holding me tight and
tighter. The smell wasn’t lavender, but his cologne begging me to breathe it in deeper and deeper. Now a burning
feeling took over like a fire being ignited between us, and an aching feeling, but not of pain, but longing and desire. I
knew what was coming. I could sense him getting closer and closer, our bodies practically entwined as one, the touch
of his warm soft moist skin touching mine. Then his soft wet lips on my forehead, my eyes start to close and I slip into
an unconscious state. I am totally under his spell. Our hearts beating faster and faster and harder and harder, I can
feel his heart beating on my chest. My muscles, everyone is completely relaxed, almost limp. I feel as if there are a
million hands touching massaging every inch of my body. Our hands are touching and rubbing. Relaxed! Further
and further I slip away. Letting go of all reality, every thought gone except for one, him touching me, his soft wet lips
touching my cheek. Further and Further I slip, I feel as if I have left the ground and I’m floating up with the big soft
white clouds. Soft like his lips, that I can feel getting closer, closer to mine. My stomach is spinning, the room is
spinning, the world is spinning, but not a bad spin, but like a top on a table controlled by a child anxiously watching it
as it spins and spins out of control. The world around vanishes as the top spins faster and faster in the child’s eyes.
The child watches eager for the top to stop spinning so the process can start all over again.
Eager, anticipation, desire, lust, warmth, fire and then like magic it happens. Our warm soft wet lips meet. It was
heaven!


"We built the most complicated system that can possibly work [Cunningham 1999b].
Such code can become a personal fiefdom, since the author can barely understand it
anymore, and no one else can come close. Once simple repairs become all day affairs,
as the code turns to mud. It becomes increasingly difficult for management to tell how
long such repairs ought to take. Simple objectives turn into trench warfare. Everyone
becomes resigned to turgid pace. Some even come to prefer it, hiding in cozy foxholes,
and making their two line per day repairs."
- Big Ball of Mud, Brian Foote and Joseph Yoder
- Cowgirls Need More than an 8 Second Ride ;) - Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy Instead - Love is Like Lightning, You Never Know Where it will Strike, Till It has Struck! - There are no shortcuts to any place worth going - To Risk Nothing is to Risk Everything - I don't have SEX, I make LOVE got a problem with that? - If it doesn't kill ya, it will make ya stronger
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