This room feels so familiar… but it doesn’t look like anything I know. It must be you. Your presence here makes me feel like I am somehow in a place that I know very well.
You are laying on the couch, to your left two women, to your right one.
It’s a cozy atmosphere, I feel you are content. Somehow… in your element.
And I know you like this coziness, you enjoy the company of these pretty women and you want me there, near you. You want to share with me each part of you. And I am happy, because when I feel you happy… it simply makes me feel good. Maybe sounds somehow like a cliche, but it’s a feeling so simple that I don’t know another way to describe it.
Right now, I am an observator. The room, it may be yours, but it’s not. The atmosphere is intimate. On the floor there are two women laying naked. They are kissing each other and that makes me feel somehow… relieved because they are not kissing you.