As we relucantly return to our seats and the plane lands, we make a commitment to each other to refrain from any activity the rest of the day, until after the party is over. We both know ourselves too well, that is we were to give in even for a special moment to intertwine, we would likely miss the party altogether or show up disheveled, and obviously intoxicated with each other, and our love is something wed rather hint at to the public, not let it all hang out. At least not tonight anyway. I chase you around a bit while we arrive and we get the rental car, though too reluclantly letting you just escape out of my grasp each time.
To avoid strong temptation of undressing, bare skin, hot steam, we even have to take turns getting dressed in the hotel room: you disappear out someplace while I take my shower, and I wait downstairs in the hotel bar while you take a bath. Since there's still some time before the party starts, we decide we"ll take a walk around the lakeshore.
You come downstairs to meet me and I see you in your new outfit. Since it's cold outside your're wearing your heavy black skirt. As we step outside in the low bright sun it shimmers and reflects the light in a changing pattern as it folds swirls around your ankles.
As we walk we try to keep the conversation light though there is definete exciting thoughts in both our minds that we dont want to speak just yet. (to be cont'd)
