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Saving The Date
For Our First Time
The Reading Club
The best part of the reading club. I guess we could add lip locking to the title. We go to our spot on the opposite side of the Spindale House, away from the library, in the fence’s corner that surrounds the tennis courts.
The mild mid-morning Summer Breeze feels and tastes almost as delicious as my beautiful summer Bree. However, Mother Nature’s Breeze pales compared to the touch and taste of a living breathing Bree.
So the deal is we will each give a verbal book report on what we had read. Then finally I could taste every inch, every nick and cranny of the delectable body part.
I’m leaning on the brick facade while Bree is doing some type of either cheerleading or dance moves.
“Ok, you are going to love this part…”
I hear Charlie Brown’s teacher. She is busy giving her report on the chapters she read. Moving her arms, she is in perpetual motion.
My Love is like this sweet snake charmer. I’m like this deadly cobra waiting for an opening to strike and taste this sumptuous humanoid. She spins, doing one of her ballet moves, and I pounce. She screams.
