Bright and shiny, She laughed and smiled, the panties chosen to reflect my mood more closely resembled Her own.
More effectively they tied us closer, i could not stop smiling trying to do up the sides of these silly things, how many times i almost undid them by accident, how much i appreciated the effort to keep them up.
Flashes of brilliance, colorful displays, it’s not a gift received, it’s a passion shared, and a desire to be brighter, and shinier – Her bright and shiny boy – more closely resembling what She needs Her boy to be.
It’s no effort to keep it up, it’s my pleasure.
