and it burns like a gin and i like it
"I'll take my interest where I please," was her response, topped in the smirk on her lips. Her request was met with reward, the cigarette he'd lit for himself offered and recieved with a purr. She drew it to her lips and inhaled, the smoke filling her up and cooling her down. With a breathy exhale, she watched it escape and billow around her face, a hazy cloud, another fog rolling over the rails and the ocean.
"What would you guess?" she replied, turning back to the man with an content languor to her gaze. As she invited him to examine her, she too examined him, unshy in the way she looked him over.
"What would you guess?" she replied, turning back to the man with an content languor to her gaze. As she invited him to examine her, she too examined him, unshy in the way she looked him over.
put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
AISHA
