NOW that That I've wreaked the thread..
I.....gotta bring it back...........
...........
I got it......
a l'il vignette.....
imagine
your fav.......
You slowly sank yourself down onto one of the the soft, big, plushy couch in the Entertainment Room....... the electric-ultramarine Blue one.
You didn't have to work, but you wanted to. You job had it's (Thank Goodness!!!) small amounts of Boredom at times. As for STRESS..... you usually could handle the ups and downs when thy came pretty well... because unlike a major part of workers , you really LOVED what you did!
You KNEW you
were blessed !!!!! You'd come from working to lower middle class background and slowly made a good name for yourself in your field. You had paid your dues in the learning curves as you advanced till the work became really wonderful most of the time. Not THAT many people could say that!
But this had been one of the 2 or 3 times a year when for a few days things really went HAYWIRED!!!
Your arms and neck ached, the headache that had been building at least got subdued somewhen you sloshed down the aspirins as thing got worse. Your eyes felt "fuzzy" tho you could see clearly!
SO you leaned over, after as comfortably as you could scooching your butt onto the lovely cushion, to try and massage you neck. NO time for that at work today!!! AFter A bit you'd reason, since you headed right towards this room before doing anything else-- you'd get a cold/hot pack going for this ache.
You did click on some soothing music that took you right to the turquoise watered beach. Some times you thought of The Caribbean, and sometimes the South of France.
Both such wonderful, special places that not everyone ever go to visigt as much as they might want to. Yes, Blessed.
AND of course a gazillion times over BLESSED because had chosen you to spend his life with! Blessed that you really came to like, and love his companeros in the band, because of their hearts, their humor and good souls. And as importantly they liked you as well! And you liked most of his family most of the time!
Even with the touring, which you did enjoy at times after all you did love the guys and their music! And you'd put on shades etc and usually sight-see a few hours before their concerts.
The long studio sessions, you'd popped in at times, because you loved watching creative musicians and singers work the magical-- even when if sometimes they'd throw the studio mikes, guitars, or cymbal stands on the floor in frustration-- process of album making for the times it really flowed together in rising levels over time!
Your cranked the music up so you could get FULLY swept away in it!
Then you saw the light of the door opening. HOME EARLIER than expected!
But before you could unwind yourself to turn around you felt gentle warm hands glide carefully over your shoulders. His breath came close to your ear...." another tough day, love...?? " "Uh huh", your replied, even as his voice,and breath made you ears tingle with delight.
Soon the warmth of his hands on your shoulders began to be match by the warmth that was now slowly spreading through you. Oh, yeaaaahhhhhh, that felt soooo goooooood!
"Do you want me to get you a drink, sweetheart?" He murmured keeping his voice low in case you did have a roaring headache like you did yesterday (forgot the aspirins
that time!) .
"Mmmmmmm" you murmured back....... "my headache is better than yesterday.....mmmmm..... i think your healing hands and more will do me the ultimate good right now...... 'Cept my arms are really achey .......... let's take it easy for now, 'K?"
He chortled back. "Your wish........ is ....mine " his words spaced as he sweetly nuzzled and kissed your neck. "slow and steady, love, slow and steady........"
You chortled......... " maybe when...... my...adrenals and oxytocin set in..... it'll be closer to hard & fast ........ my........ wonderful, wonderful man".
"Sweet woman, I'll be here for as long as you need and......... " his voice deepen in tone "......
want me....to."His fingers smoothed through the bottom length of your hair. You could almost feel each hair root shiver with joy, and rising heat.
His hands wandered lower and now you leaned back into him. "aaaaaahhhhhh sooo goood........ so
hot..........
more please....."
Your hands now ached to reach for him but the arm muscle aches were still more in your conciseness ..... at least for the time being, you giggled to you self. It just might be sooner than later relatively, that you'd both squirm your ways over to the
very wide part of this lovely couch. Blessed, indeed!
) so maybe I can sleep tonight, and watching the Toronto 360 dvd boot. 
so I took it home. I've been all about the rye ever since. I think rum might be jealous. 
