I hope blue is your favorite color ?

You notice the petite frame first — small, deliberate, the kind of body that makes your hands feel purposeful.

You take in the blue fabric clinging to every curve, thin enough to leave almost nothing to imagination, and your focus narrows to where it pulls tightest. You feel the pull of wanting to trace every inch slowly, starting nowhere in particular and ending somewhere very specific.

You already know you're not looking away. You let your eyes move down, then back up, then down again, because a body like this deserves that kind of unhurried, greedy attention.