Initial thoughts

would I be the big spoon or the little one? Am I the masculine one? It would be like being a virgin again. She would have to be delicate in some way; skinny or long hair, tidy nails or long socks, precious nipples or a button mole, a soft scent or supple skin.



I would happen in good lighting. Maybe dusk..Or an evening with a pink glow. Both fresh, clean and sweet smelling. Slightly moist and sticky from creams and oils. Maybe she would wear heels if she had the ankles. We would whisper when we talked. Even when it was loud, but we only hear each other. Her lips would move slowly when she talked. We would dress recognizsbly . We would rub each others bellys and backs every month. We could pick each others shampoo so we could spoon and enjoy the aroma. We would both wake close covered in clean salty sweat. It would taste so refreshing. Who will wear the pants? We would nap together and wake each other with tea..



We could drive then sleep in the car all snuggled up. I'd take her to the Coast and show them hose who. We would eat off one plate. Ant fit on one chair. Watch tv under a quilt. We would have code words and our own language. And always say goodnight. We would wear singlet and Y fronts to bed. And have white sheets. And light candles. And in incense, Maybe she would wear glasses? I could wear hats, would that make me the masculine one?

We would have turns wearing a mask. We could be mistaken for giggling whispering touching young best friends. But our age and maturity would make people rethink and conclude on lovers. We would be soft and cuddle and make love and be warm.


Together...