THE LIGHTEST TOUCH
copyright: Lesley Tara, 2012 There are many wonderful moments in our love-making, of the kind that only two women can do with and for each other – some are fast and some slow, some are tender and some fierce, some are uncomplicated fun and others are elaborate fantasies, but, of them all, this is the moment that I always remember whenever I am away from my love. I am at home, in our living room, lying on my back along the length of our sofa, with my feet up and my shoulders snugly cradled by several cushions in the right-angle formed by the back and the arm-rest. I am luxuriating in sybaritic comfort like a purring cat – and this cat is on heat, this cat is all pussy, pussy galore. I am suitably dressed …