sweetness

he came just for me--all excited and nervous about being 8 hrs from home.

always sweet. always loveable.
always reaching for my waist or kissing my cheek...

he met everyone...then
we went to bed and stayed there.

dancing in the center of my dorm room to maxwell, he took his time...
i felt him aching to touch me, but he rolled with it--
let our hips talk for awhile first...bent me over fully clothed.

we teased each other
when it got to be too much
we laid down and merged.

we never made love like that again...we finally had all night.
and the morning.

i cried when he left--bitter, horrible tears.
my last taste of home for months.

...i always say i left him for a shadow.