Seeing the Light
“Isn’t sex more of a winter thing?” she asked.
I immediately felt uncomfortable and slightly out-manoeuvred.
“What do you mean?” I replied, nervously.
“Well, it’s all this day-light”, she said, “it’s just not the right ambience.”
Oh shit, I thought, she’s one of those only in the dark females.
Not sure what to say, I said nothing but then she pushed it.
“What do you think? “ she trilled, appearing kind of thrilled at my discomfort.
“Well it’s definitely VERY nice in winter, I replied … but very nice in summer too. ”
“Oh… do you think so? ” She sounded disappointed as only a self anointed summertime
nun would. This is no bloody good! I thought. This sort ought to come with Early
Warnings. She yawned, wide mouthed and very unattractive. Then it dawned
“You’re right, the aura isn’t quite right” I said and I hurried away to enjoy the summer.
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