Ride

‘Need to visit the toilet,’ I said, as quickly as I could, ‘Will you come with me, Jim?’

He fondled my breasts. His hands caressed my soft, inner thighs. A gorgeous liquified sensation flowed thru my body, scintillating my nerve endings.

‘Jim?’

I lowered my vest bit-by-bit as if it were a personal safety curtain creating an interval in his private cabaret.

from Thrill Ride