Before the memory fades, I put pen to paper and leave this for posterity. A hot bowl of beef rib soup in front of me to replenish fluids lost. Her eyes, almond shaped, with light mascara highlighting them and a thin line of silver underlining them. I felt I could get lost in them. Her face, young, fresh with moist lips. A mischievous smile. High cheek bones highlighting her Korean stock. Sensitive neck and breasts! Fresh, full with sensitive nipples. Thin waist and tight curvy bottom. Not the more voluptuous girl in the photo, but I’m not complaining. She is young, 24 as she tells me. She’s experienced, not in an old pro way but in a young college girl who has explored her sensuality and sexuality and enjoys it. If she was playing a role, she did it well. It felt like a girlfriend from college being naughty in the dorm room. I needed this, an escape from the reality of deadlines, family responsibilities and the fact, as John Cougar Mellencamp foresaw, “oh yeah, life goes on even after the thrill of living is gone”!
The bone soup is delicious….