This is my first published story. Let me know any feedback you feel like!
I’ve deliberately removed quotation marks at times when I feel that reality and the character’s imagination is colliding. I trust you to be smart and creative enough to come up with your own interpretation of which is which as you read it! Enjoy!

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A Conversation Begins
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A conversation, just like any other, starts with the ‘hellos’ and ‘hows are you?’. I’ve a lot on my mind and a lot I want to say to you, yet one look at your picture and a thought to time past and my gaze is transfixed. One look at your lips and they’re all I can think about.

My mind strays far too quickly to your lips closing around a biscuit, home-made; nibbles and nips and the biscuit disappears, followed by fingertips, into your soft lips. This thought only ignites a fire in my imagination. Your lips and tongue have long since stolen the last biscuit crumbs from your fingertips, yet still they dance, ever slower, ever more sensual, captivating me in their repetitive motions. I could watch you like this for hours by distance, in my imagination or down the cable, but heaven forbid you put me in this position in the flesh. You would need a dozen handcuffs to keep me from closing the distance between our lips.

In my imagination time passes unchecked, I feel like this is all something special, just for me, until I look up to see your eyes. You’re watching me! You’re doing this deliberately, taunting and teasing me, knowing I can’t chase you up, not just because this is at a distance – it’s all in my mind as well.