A brisk autumn evening.
Lipstick-stained lips flirt their way around a glass of rich rum.
Hot fire, fluffy sheets, heavy breathing and a heady tobacco roll make you wonder which one’s making your head spin.
Looks like it’s time for dessert and rest.
If only it could last a little longer… You’re afraid that when you wake, it will all have been but a dream.
“…perfume that sends shivers down your skin”