NSFW Grown-ups Only
These images I take from the TV screen on rainy nights are fun. I imagine a rainy night when lovers meet as a train arrives. He greets her, wearing a trench coat as if he were Bogey in Casablanca. She, of course, is his Ingrid Bergmann, and she is perfect, because he wants her and she wants him.
They go to his place to get warm, with hot chocolate made from really good chocolate and not powdered cocoa. Before a log fire, they sip their chocolate between kisses. He slides his hand under her sweater, unclasps her bra, and her nipples almost immediately feel the teasing touch of the not quite too soft wool..
They enter the timeless giving of passion.