Aaron's POV:
In the shadows her face was so close to mine that I could smell the ropy fragrance of the sherry she had been drinking, and, then her tongue was in my mouth. In all truth I had not invited this prodigy of a tongue, turning, I had merely wished to look at her face, expecting only that the expression of aesthetic delight, I might find there would correspond to what I knew what my own. It's like opening up your soul, tasting, feeling and seeing every colour of the rainbow in their own sensual way, almost like catching a smile in a bottle it's sweetness, it's softness.....like breathing in the person like a cool inhalation of oxygen to warm the soul...like nothing in the world exist but you and the person.....This feeling like your levitating off the ground floating in the air. W
