Adrian.
Goodness me! She was beautiful.
I'm not just talking about the kind of beauty that you see on fashion magazines or model brochures. Those are plastic, makeup-oriented looks that are shaped to fit the public.
This was a natural glow that emanated from every atom of her being. It was the way she wore her hair, the way her lips curled, the way her luscious body swayed elegantly in those shoes. Call me crazy, but I wanted to feel this elixir of her, taste what I had been deprived of for years.
Baby steps! I had to keep reminding myself that it would demand taking things slow. The old me would have waltzed onto my intentions without giving it any thought. See how I have changed?
That boy had a railroad of emotions and words that had been buried long ago, deep in my heart.
