Shame rules me, it's always there.

lips

...leans deeply into the now warm chair with a drift of dark lashes in the direction of cuticles in a crescent against pink nails...sighs And I content myself in your absence with the sure knowledge you are composing some sort of ode to my many charming qualities...

lock

TEN

Tongue Eager Nymph

GENOCIDES

Giving
Erotic
Nymphettes
Orgasmic
Convulsions,
Deeply
Impaling
Enthusiastic
Sirens

Next Word: SIRENS

The time of day were hope exists.

But I have no aversion to expressing my adoration for you here. lips curve into the beginnings of an earnest blush

S

Sensual

I told her of the length of time I've known you and spoke of your poetry.

a fair hand lifts in a lip zipping motion...It was more toward an explanation of my introversion than a confession of cavorting with a You.

It’s that special time of day.

I discussed you with my d-i-l yesterday evening. smiling while tilting a blue eyed gaze toward you... I only tease you about marking anniversaries because I've reached the point where I can't be bothered with math beyond a twenty year mark

shoulders rise and fall in mirthful recollection of your preferences in the way of marking things

cameltoe

a last glance to make sure that all is in order... then limping from the room

shackles just to make the chores harder rather than to prevent escape

finishing clearing up... glasses washed and put away... surfaces wiped... floor mopped

or providing a wakeup service

when not busy with the many domestic chores

out

curls move in a static climb of the headrest while settling into this particular chair

I like this better than the Cocker version.