pussies & cream for Wimbledon

almost shaking with relief
as that ominous man drifts away

smiling a welcome to you

then good day, Sir

"Have a good rest of your day."

Smiles.

the wind seems to cooperate with You
lifting and billowing my thin scarf
revealing beachwear

i know i must be blushing

Settles for a few while workin'

glancing

I'll look for you next time I'm here

just letting you know
I'm out of time now
sad
as I really like stories starting like this one

scanning you ... body and soul... leaving you open
exposed
vulnerable

well, Sir? daring to reply

hypnotized almost
nerves jarred, feeling so exposed
though i'm dressed

here

well well well

staring...at...then in...then at her again...

A lot of those corks might be in a different account that Suzanna held.

Present

dark orbs squint back at You

lurks

feeling hot, yet shivering a little in the breeze