As I gazed at her, like hunters about to see their prey devoured, she looked at me in a way that disconcerted me. Her smile? It was an invitation to sin. My legs trembled, my heart raced, my mouth slowly watered. It was a longing for your taste, your kiss, your breath. Like a negative and positive pole, everything made sense. The cold on the back of my neck, the goosebumps, the connection for the sake of connection. Even from afar, I felt your body pulsating and the taste of your scent. You can imagine the ending, it was as if I had touched a piece of heaven, but there we were, you and nothing else, in perfect harmony, we transformed sin into sacred, oh how good it was. Take care, I'm still hungry for you.