I think the thing that I miss the most is the touch... I have learnt to live without the sex but the simplest of touches sends me into giggle fits because I am not used to it anymore. Even a simple kiss to the neck sets my nerves on edge and makes me giggle.
I miss the glide of hands over my skin, just for the hell of it. I get hugs and kisses but I miss the touch... I miss the drift of fingers over my collarbone, trailing down my sides and over my skin. I miss the feel of teeth, nipping and tugging the skin and then the dull/sharp feel as they sink in until it gets too much and I feel the need to scream.
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
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