Skin on Skin (Pt. II)
At the restaurant, we found a booth for two in a semi-dark corner at the rear of the room. His beautiful dark skin glistened each time the little colourful lights flickered, swaying across his face, and for the most part of that night, all I saw were his sparkly white eyes and shiny teeth. Envision a tall jar of honey being poured on a huge chocolate bar, that's on top of you, and the honey just rolls down, slowly covering every inch of the chocolate bar and then drips all over you, leaving a pleasurable mess—that was exactly how I felt sitting across him that night...