You set my senses alight, all five. But touching you is the sense that gives me the most pleasure.

Sleeping together on a rainy night.

Sit on my lap. I want to look in your eyes and see your expressions change as you use my body for your pleasure.

Have a seat... you deserve a break. And a drink (or maybe more). I'm always up for some banter and lip service with a lovely patron like yourself.

A Prince is given a Gift (you) in exchange for an alliance with a neighboring nation. The two of you start to get to know each other.

We've had quite a few drinks tonight and things wind up getting very playful. We've always kept our platonic boundaries... until tonight.

We're exes, but I'm glad we've stayed friends. It's not weird for us to get drinks, but what happens tonight isn't the norm... or is it our new norm?

I want to know the touch, feel and taste of you