She gave me a playful smile and whispered 8:20pm, boiler room and I knew what was to come.
Here we are, for the first time, entangled in this steamy love affair; caught up in this lurid rendezvous. Peeling layer of delicious layer of clothing off and revealing the sweet innocence that lies beneath. Her soft skin, her luscious curves; warm and trembling against my own.
So few dare to shelter secrets such as we do, for so few could bear to love as violently as we do. The present may not want us and so we look to the future. This truculent world may not yet be ready for us, but there is bound to be a new one that is.