"Go on," she said. "Try it, it's what you want."
He reached out, felt the tender skin, felt its softness as it gave a little to his touch. Bewitched by the glorious red round forbidden fruit, he hesitated.
"It's OK, really," she repeated softly. "Let me help you."
She was wearing perfume. Reaching behind his head, she guided his mouth towards it. Suddenly, exquisite juices were running down his chin.
Embarrassed, he looked up. "Sorry. I'm making a mess."
"Good?"
He nodded. "Wonderful."
"Fine. But next time you think about stealing one of your neighbour's tomatoes, please just ask instead."
He reached out, felt the tender skin, felt its softness as it gave a little to his touch. Bewitched by the glorious red round forbidden fruit, he hesitated.
"It's OK, really," she repeated softly. "Let me help you."
She was wearing perfume. Reaching behind his head, she guided his mouth towards it. Suddenly, exquisite juices were running down his chin.
Embarrassed, he looked up. "Sorry. I'm making a mess."
"Good?"
He nodded. "Wonderful."
"Fine. But next time you think about stealing one of your neighbour's tomatoes, please just ask instead."
