Sensations Of Delight

[turtlepins]

Warm rustles sound from a silky dress. Fingers caress the silk ribbons. Thighs explore the ecstasy of satin, frilly ruffles, and vinyl beneath. Thickness between the legs gives a sense of safety and security. Should I kneel I can feel the ruffles tickle my heels, and every movement brings more rustling. If I close my eyes I can see myself as a baby girl. The longing this brings leaves an empty hole in my emotions. No one will lift me into their arms, swish hands or arms over the wonderful materials, rub my back through the dress, or play with my toes. I can live with the hole. Eyes closed I listen for the rustle and let my hands explore the clothing. The experience is deeply rewarding. Perhaps, some day, I'll experience the rest. I doubt it. Still, I hope.