All too often when we post in here we go from 0-Sexy in 2.3 seconds. Today I thought I'd slow things down, stretch out the clock if you will, let things melt and move like the seconds were rolling into minutes. I'm going to unwind with a few photos, starting simple of G rated and maybe roll into some darker corners as the day and feedback continue. I'll describe what I'm showing but I trust that your imagination will fill in the missing spots. I don't know how far I'll go or what I'll say, but this is the first photo in "The Long Slow Slide."
The Hand-
Sometimes we ignore the hand, so functional we forget how sensual it can be, instead thinking of it as a tool, something to grab things with, the way we steer our cars or write our checks. But the hand is much more than that, the hand holds the fingers that can start a slow dance across our skin like stones across a frozen lake, sliding and slippy down smooth skin. The hand is just the beginning, a gateway, but whether it rests upon a bare thigh or strokes a soft cheek, the hand is never just a hand.
The Hand-
Sometimes we ignore the hand, so functional we forget how sensual it can be, instead thinking of it as a tool, something to grab things with, the way we steer our cars or write our checks. But the hand is much more than that, the hand holds the fingers that can start a slow dance across our skin like stones across a frozen lake, sliding and slippy down smooth skin. The hand is just the beginning, a gateway, but whether it rests upon a bare thigh or strokes a soft cheek, the hand is never just a hand.
