Feel the burn….

[Ifatreefallsinthewoods]

I’ve got a wood stove. I’ve been thinking about the thin line between pain and pleasure, as I look at my fire and enjoy a scotch. I picture a long nail that I put on top of my stove while we chat. While I get to know you and you to know me. Small talk. Body language. A spark. Facial expression, an opening. A hug, my warm hand in the small of your back. Eventually leading to a very hot nail hovering close to your nipple. Not enough to really burn but perhaps braise it. Something you would feel for a day or two.
Is there a home for this hotness?

 

[Ifatreefallsinthewoods]

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