Well, now you’ll have to kiss me!

Come with me on a little adventure.

Let’s dip our toes back into the prompts game.

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The air is heavy with the scent of oncoming rain. A welcome reprieve from the scorching heat of the past few weeks.

Standing on the porch you watch as the sky turns dark with thick clouds, filled to bursting, ready to drench the parched earth.

Thunder peels across the sky and you lean forward on the railing, your very essence reaching for the elements. You feel the excitement of the impending storm deep within.

As the first raindrops fall, you step out from the protection of the covered porch to the blissful kisses of the rain.

You raise your chin to the sky as the storm strengthens. The desperate knot within you tightens as the rain soaks your clothes. Eyes closed, your senses take in the electric pulse of nature around you.

Slowly, unabashedly, you peel the cloth from your simmering skin, gasping in delight as the cool drops set your flesh alight.

You turn toward the house and see a figure in the doorway, their lower lip between their teeth, chest rising and falling, they beckon you inside.

Who has been watching your slow striptease?

Do you come when they call?