Quote Originally Posted by EdgeOfHuman
Passion


She poured the iced tea into my glass as if she had been doing that since birth. I stared at her perfection, wondering what it was that drew me to her. There was something. I had come so far. The glass filled to the rim...she stopped automatically, not a drop more than enough. My eyes caressed her form. I wondered if she could feel them. Her lashes were so long, yet, the way they fluttered when she blinked was what really mesmerized me; until she lifted her head from the glass she was tending to, then, my gawd, those eyes! Where had they come from? The ice blue of alpine glaciers with the softness of a minks fur gliding over one's hand! As she held my life in her eyes, she said in a voice of pure virgin silk "Are you ready to order?" I could not, had not even looked at the menu. I stammered, "Ummmm, what do you recommend?" She stood and pondered for a moment. I sat and admired for a lifetime!
Edgy one,
I say this but to a few, "You Sir, have a twisted sense of humor". A post that takes us back to the purity of the original intent of the thread. You can set aside the long sword EoH, it's your pen we must learn to fear.
Mad Lews