lattesex

She's a good girl, a sexy do right type of girl but there are those esoteric passions, a craving that she cannot explain. Then there is her fetish but she would not call it a fetish, she would call it "natural enamored affection to perfection" for an older man, "whooah" she says in erotic esoteric passions in youthful fashion. She is a high IQ babe that has aloofly stalked him and she wonders at herself, I mean she has boys hitting on her all the time, "so what's my problem? He's my problem, whooah" with a smile. Then there is the "God" factor, the One that has created her and she know it is true "nothing is by chance." Her consciousness has been made aware of her Creator. So the battle goes on between her esoteric passions and the man that was born in the pink flamingo epoch and that she desires that she knows is questionable but loves them (her passions for him,) her self-will that gets her into trouble, and her conscious made aware by the "One and Only God" the God that she believes in, and sometimes it almost drives her crazy, but, she kind of likes that too. "Tanned man of the pink flamingo clan, am I obsessed with you? Oh, what we could do!" She sings to herself all the time, great voice. He is the same as she i.e., in battles of reality and the abstract. He knows that it is impossible for reality to make the abstract but the Abstract certainly could and did make our reality. "What an Artist your are!" She knows that he knows her battles and she guesses at his warfare. She loves her coffee, latte or espresso in the mornings and hopes that he is there because she senses real life in him which is God given and eternal but she also senses the pleasure of the flesh which makes her smile "not unlike me he is." The eternal and the finite so the fight goes on and she knows that soon they will be side by side in the fight for right in passions so sweet and deep in marriage's keep.