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Brushing my Hair
my hair down and wet
Fresh from the shower
my silk robe barely closed.
He comes up behind me
Taking the brush
From my hand.
He begins running it
Through my hair
With long firm strokes.
Leaning in
He kisses my neck
Nipping at my ear.
You have taken a common incident in the routine of getting ready for the day, or for the evening, and turned it into an erotic encounter in its own right. Bravo!
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]