The autumn nights fade; the first snowfall descends forming a cloudy blanket covering the country landscape. The shades of frosted white capture your vision while each snowflake recoils against the windshield. The car glides through the wooded pathway as the powerful roar of the engine is dominated by the wheel gripped with my left hand, while embracing your hand with my right.
Your finger nails slowly move up my arm until your body rests on my bicep. Your long dark hair brushes gently against me, as you adjust into a comfortable position, adjusting your gold layered necklace, which is resting against your black cotton blouse. You feel my right hand move onto your thigh, resting on your tight blue jeans that accent the curves of your body. As you cross your feet you can hear your leather black high-heeled boots gripe against each other. You look forward to enjoying the…
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the view through your eyes 