getting naughty in the nature


I was no longer fifteen years old, and I wanted something more. I always wanted this to happen but it never had.

Steve walked over to the radio and switched it on. He grabbed me and our eyes met. We kissed vigorously and as I began to wonder what was going to happen it happened.

We had the tent but couldn’t resist the urge. On our 60th anniversary, we were getting naughty in nature.

The night was young and so were our hearts. Age was just a number.

The yellow flame in me subsided.


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