Tan bodied, clad in simple white cotton
panties. Modest bra. She looked bride-like, presenting herself
like an early Christmas gift. A grand reward
for good behavior. There was understanding,
without pressure.
The afternoon held importance for her,
but for different reasons
than mine. She had reached
a conclusion, electrifying.
Cathartic. Kept it like a secret as
I pulled down the white cotton, unhooked
the white clasp. She offered
a gesture; something between pity and love,
and she was smiling.
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