22 Burlington

Hello Stranger.

Come meet me in the liminal space between your everyday life and the great mystery of existence, where we feel safe and free to express our deepest desires. Let’s explore the beautiful potential of our bodies, and fall with great vulnerability (and care) into the dimensions of our beings.

Over drinks we’ll make our first real connection. Eyes that wander over my delicious unenhanced hour-glass curves.

Maybe also a wandering hand that brushes lightly on my knee, my neck, lips brushing - maybe - if you’re feeling bold tonight. Anticipation builds, knowing but never really knowing what is going to happen your mind already undressing me.

You can’t, however, quite focus on imagining the ways I look under that dress completely, because you keep getting distracted by our conversation. You know you’ve got a sharp one on your hands, and while you’re confident that we could talk for hours, there’s something else on the agenda for tonight. My wits only enhance the desire you have for me.

Now, let’s go somewhere a little more private shall we?