Candy and flowers, a lollipop in a flower garden. It’s remembering what it’s like to contemplate “going all the way,” a sugary hint at future obscenity.
It’s very sexy, the tuberose/frangipani/tiare combo give a sense of something ideally exquisitely fleshy.
It’s your first kiss mingled with fucking on fresh sheets.
Bravo.
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 