The journey of seduction begins with eye contact.  Direct and piercing.  The starting point.  It is simple.  Whether your clothes come off or stay on is irrelevant.  The communication bouncing between your pupils are a soft whisper and a loud, primal roar.

We sit indian-style across from one another.  The coconut-pineapple scented massage oil is in your hands, as you masterfully let it drip on my cleavage. Though our senses are on high alert, the only words spoken are through our eyes.  It is fun that we are both going out of our minds…

Thank you for your strong, Israeli-soldier hands so strong and purposeful.  Thank you for your delicate tongue.  Thank you for those hands that wrapped carefully around my neck as I let out a standing ovation of applause.  Thank you for your penetrating gaze that never left my face and told a beautiful story about where you have been and where you want to go.

Never underestimate the power of an eye for an eye.

Music mood:  Beck ” Morning” – “Oceans of diamonds always shine, smooth out below…I let my defenses down this morning..”

Yours truly,

the Shiksa slut xo