I carried you to the surf and washed our spent bodies with salt water. XXX together… You began to sit up, so I quickly stood, picked up my tie that was clumsily dropped on the sand moments before and tied it around your head, covering your eyes… You laughed in frustration; I just smiled like an ornery little boy. Yes, you remember delightfully as a smile crossed your lips. You had remembered the blindfold from before… together… feeling the warmth of your mouth. Instead, I grabbed your wrists rather roughly, pushed you onto the sand, pinned your wrist above your head and sat across your chest. now THIS is for your ME. and, oh yes… or your cheek…
