By Amanda, uopflutist@hotmail.com
Date: 28 January 2000

useless seduction

I shaved my legs.  Even my thighs.  So you could feel them.  Then let the hot 
water run on me until the steam filled the bathroom and I could barely breath. 
I walk around naked for a while, my skin still pink from the scalding spray.
I pop Led Zepplin in the CD player, loud, and move to the music for a minute, 
imagining you are watching me.  Then I pull on some panties, a pair of your 
socks, and that tank top that you like because my nipples show through.  My 
 feet make a soft sliding sound as I walk across the cold kitchen floor to 
grab a few hershey kisses, and admire my smooth legs as I let one melt on
my tongue.  I save one for you even though it's bright foil tempts me.  Finally 
I slip into my bed and check my pager one last time. nothing. it's well 
after midnight.  Lights off. Zepplin ends with it's final sultry quitar chords 
fading to silence.  I'm left with the empty darkness, my empty bed, and 
enought room for you.

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