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We should have sex in the rain. With the drenched grass pressing against our backs and sticking to us as our limbs stretch and hold; encircle and pull, and tug and press ourselves together. While our legs slide up and down so easily from the water…and our movements out in this field are covering some ground. The places where we’ve pinned one another leaving a more visible ‘flatness’; the broad blades of grass surrendering to having been adhered to one another by the pressure mixed with the downpour. It’s cold water, yet I feel as though steam might be rising off me because you burn me to my core; making my body

Close your eyes, think of us making love, anywhere you like... Anywhere will be good to me if it is with you In the hills on a warm sunny day, on the train, on a beach near the breaking surf, in your van, on a cold winter's night in front of a log fire, on the carpet, on the floor, in the tub, on the bed, on a Tuesday, any day, everyday. Close your eyes, relax, think of us making love anywhere.