Chapter 24. Joy-Killer

I am savoring the assuasive sensation of the scorching sun beside the beautiful pool. The sun's rays are roughshod, but I am getting a kick out of it anyway. I don’t recall the last time I basked in sunlight like this; perhaps that is the reason why I don’t mind nursing sunburns after this. It is a sensational, invigorating, lulling, and serene feeling, especially coupled with the captivating sight of the turquoise pool waters. I feel so blissful and satisfied.

And ooh, all conjugated with the still impassioned steam of the just concluded weekend, which ended way too fast according to my horny self, how can I not feel this hot? We had the best time of our lives in two years. We satisfactorily squelched our thirst for years. Those three days were nothing but pure elation. I can still feel my sore walls clenching tight at the mere notion of the just-concluded pleasure. And I cannot just wait for such a moment to present itself once more, because as early as now, I miss my beast,