Revelations

She's in the living room. Sitting on the pillow in front of big window, naked, on her knees. Daylight is playing with hers skin, reflections and shadows in motion are making those butterflies what she feel under the skin even more fluttery. She can even see them now.<div>Sound of Him in the bathroom while taking a shower is making her feel constantly present, feeling of being locked to the bottom of an empty pool.</div><div>They've been here, in role-plays which she love so much, they talked about it, questioning, planning, playing around with it. Afterwards...she would always find herself with her hand down, imagining Him with one of his "ex-Ladies" how she's love to call them.</div><div>And she would be attracted by Him even more.</div><div>Doorbell sound, witch she's expecting to hear is making her trembling. It will represent the start of the water flow into that pool where she is, still locked to the bottom.</div><div>He's finish, shower is silent.</div><div>Footsteps... he's unlocking the front door, and without a sound of doorbell,without "it's here" feeling or warning by knocking from outside, she can hear one female "Hello" voice of the strongest character in her's fantasies, darkest Queen in her's pervert games.</div><div>The Lady.</div><div>And while looking at how that Lady entering the room, her whole body with the soul starts to shivering and yelling</div><div>
</div><div>"Yes! I want it!</div><div>Make me feel alive, my Lady.</div><div>Have a sex with my Man, please.</div><div>Fuck Him, please!"</div>