My girl wrote:"Yes, we are both schoolgirls in Japan, and nowhere I'd rather be than with you, my Midori-san,"
Her words make the remnants of my previous mind to dissolve into thin air. No, no headmistress of a strange school, no powers that be, no. And still, I keep with me the very very best of that life, and that best part of that life is beside me in bed, surrounded by a flower smell that is natural to her. I inhale deeply, taken by her natural scent.
"my Tsuki-san... my love" In a second I am cuddling to her, rubbing myself to her, wishing some of her to pass to me. This is more than a physical need. It is beyond spiritual. It is
the deepest need.
my love wrote:"I suppose, if I have to wear panties, I can wear yours,"
"but like of course you need to wear panties! else you would get pussy fever and..."
And I can't finish speaking, for her lips touch mine, shutting off my mind. Suddenly everything is even more perfect and I am walking in a field of green grass and beautiful flowers, feeling the fresh air on my face.
So soft, so warm, sooooo tasty! I open her lips and steal a taste of her saliva. I am melting, I don't even feel when she stopped kissing me. I must be making a funny face kissing the air!
and my life wrote:"We need to, um, shower, or take a bath as there isn't a shower, is there?"
Again, my eyelids open, and her image blesses my eyesight. "o--only the cubical bath we saw last night, ...love" I sigh, still daydreaming after that kiss. She looks very focused and all, which is normal, after all, she kissed ME, a normal person! but me? I touched heaven, nothing less than that!
Her nightgown leaves her and I just can not avoid looking at her as my humidity level raises in the right place!
"You...are so beautiful..." I say to her breasts...