ONE of the most extreme forms of pure sexual tension i have felt with another person was in one of the simplest gestures known to man-kind...
we'd gone for a film... in a group heh.. there's something oddly beautiful.. about start-ups.. romantic about romance if that doesnt sound too obscure.. which lets you do so much more when you freshly meet a person... makes it kinda intriguin even to know you can-not really hang out with a person.. alone.. so anyone.. we went for a movie... and ofcourse we sat together...
and then from under the arm-rest.. i hunted for her hand... the movie was special... one of the better films to have come out .. .in the last few yrs.. .but what made it better still was the clasping of that hand... the intensity that was directed.. the energy almost with which i held on to her.. words fail me as i try to describe the intensity of that moment.. but being in it.. was special..
simple things like these... just holding her hand.. can sometimes generate a more intense feeling than being in her...
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I dont think either of us will ever forget that movie. Intensity at its simplest, and intensity at its deepest. Pleasure for pain :)
-the ones whoose hand was crushed
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