The Tracks

"...I asked while still eyeing her tattoo. She smiled and shrugged. "The usual." She planted a kiss on my cheek and stood to stretch. I laid back to stretch my back as well, but when I looked up to catch her eye, she was gone. I shook my head. Here we go again...." Intrigued? Excited? Want more? Then tune in to Adult Bedtime Stories for the Creative Soul.