Women. I adore them. Loving on each other underneath mini skirts and bandeau’s in summer. Fire burns so deep between us like some vortex penetrating muscular frames. Spirits all frilly with lace, twinkles like gold glitter. Love gestures from lips on clavicles. Tight hair hugs evokes worship-I bow to worship yours. Inebriated from sweet ginger scents aroma from between inclined projections angled up by the junction of sloping front-sides and sloping rear-ends-lay back-catch this feeling. Phew! Caught a feeling, lol! A memory just breezed on by. Lisa Bonet’s photo perfectly illustrates. lol! -Gracie

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