The smell of the crease of the knee
It is a contentious issue, and no lecturing, but when I hear a friend telling me that morning (or when you have the rule, or is in the afternoon and takes all day at work) do not touch it before can shower, I caught the nerve.
In particular, because once we have reached the level of intimacy that the situation is, it means that I accept it as is. And his personal scent I like, and if I like it, and invent a joint session of mutual soaping bath. In any case, except for the sheets, in bed on the clean smell.
I understand you do not like your smell intimate, my truth is that I do not like mine, but instead I love (in the sense of being loved) the smell of the person I am. The smell of your skin, the smell of the crease of the knee, which is a scent I had her when she was a baby (Have you noticed?), The smell of his armpits, his body between her thighs. I like it all, why I would not like it?
Yes, please do not look at me with surprise, the smell of the person you are is as personal as his voice, like her face, as his pleasure. As we do not put a mask when we make love (how about putting that of your favorite actress?), Just as we do not get the fifth of Mahler in a headset to fuck, as we vindicate the smell of the beloved
Well as I said, I want to fuck the person smells to it, not perfume.
By the way, I like the word fuck, both as categorical as it sounds, as the wet sound of her two eels, for using the two vowels with little round hole.
So, my dear little grasshoppers, let the perfume in the hair, neck. From the neck down, if you will, a suspected underarm deodorant toilet, but please, no more than that. Fashion extends a few drops of perfume on the neck. Vade retro! cleavage, that smacks a bit of sweat. The crotch that smells like crotch. Men have fought so hard to get there, we priveis the pleasure of smell!
