Sydney @DemurePurity

~ this is clean compared to most of the guys cars there. If I'm honest I would have liked to of stayed in the city. (@PoeticArtisan)

~ turn my attention back toward you, though keep my gaze down} Don't worry about the rubbish, I lived in the city (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ topic, a large part of me holding on to the hope you were single and available. Once you ask me a question I immediately (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ at all in fact. Though I tune in once you mention the little girl, though you don't mention who she is. I dismiss the (@PoeticArtisan)~

{As my disrupted mood persists I barely notice the rubbish that surrounds me, only vaguely acknowledging your words (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ swing open the passenger side door of your vehicle and climb in, regretting my eager acceptance to accompany you} (@PoeticArtisan)

~ it had been pressed against yours. Stupid girl, I abolish} Yeah, lets. {I murmur in response, exhaling a sigh as I (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ brief touch. As you return I cast my gaze away, I must have imagined the lustful glance you had given my body when it (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ age. Though the idea of you have a girlfriend, or wife even, quickly dampened the fire that had raged with our brief (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ that I was witnessing three generations... I quickly dismissed the notion, you were far too young to have a kid that (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ pressed against your midsection} (@PoeticArtisan)

~ your tall build influenced me beyond what you could see of my body, though having apologised my hand remains firmly (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ was a designer brand befuddles me beyond comprehension} Er, sorry... 'Bout that... {Mumbling I didn't even think of how (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ bulge beneath my nimble digits. This close I realised just how incredible you smelt, a waft of what I could only assume (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ one at that} Oh! {Gasping the single syllable I, to my further embarrassment, almost seem to stroke the provocative (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ was pressed securely against the toned panel of what I could only assume was a defined abdominal muscle. An ultra-defined(@PoeticArtisan)~

~ past the point of scarlet I glance down at the hand I had raised to stop myself meeting your body full on. My palm (@PoeticArtisan)~

~ quite a package, I had underestimated your build when I had first walked in} (@PoeticArtisan)

~ few steps away I turn and swing open the fridge, inspecting the contents eagerly as means of a distraction. You were (@PoeticArtisan) ~

~ of my clothing, though it could've been worse. At least this top showed off my best attribute, my figure. Taking a (@PoeticArtisan) ~