Sticky Note No. 10

I wrote this on the way to the Sexual Health Expo…

Vicky had not even allowed herself to think abut him in her most secret thoughts. But three gin cocktails in, she was no longer so controlled. Alex was taken, but she could not resist anymore in her uninhibited state half lying on a glorious loveseat at the vintage bar, she could not resist the idea of parting her knees – she did actually, the softness of her own skin to skin contact sending prickling waves of excitement to her core. But Alex slipped between her knees in her thoughts and she wrapped her arms about her arms and threw him unto (flipped paper) the loveseat for his skin…