"I know sweet I know. We are almost done tho, so be strong"

I wipe a tear from your eye and pat your head soothingly.

*I take a piece of ice from our mututal drink and run the cold chunk against the hot, red, inflamed tits. I linger with the ice on each nipple holding the cold shard against the pinched nub. I begin to hum James Taylor's Fire and Rain softly, laughing at my own dorkiness.*