The Scent of Time Chapter 3  

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The Scent of Time Chapter 3

The Scent of Time
Chapter 3


When we meet some one for the first time, so much is happening at the time. We are looking, listening, smelling, all of our senses can be fully engaged.
These connections are also part of our DNA and the way we learned use our senses for our very survival over the entire history of our existence on this Earth.
The genetic highway of our lives and our consciousness.
Our awareness or lack of , the obvious and subtle cues we send and receive through our bodys. In fact that is why we ,Body Language
Using that language, we may perceive danger and or attraction.

I began feeling a uncomfortable making her up at me and I am sure she was aware of her position and what was more visible as a result, although it really didnt seem bother her, in fact she seemed be enjoying the attention. She brought the book down her lap with one hand and used the other one brush some of her hair away which exposed her a more as she let her fingers gently stroke across the top of her chest, just under her neck as she did.
was a few moments of silence as we both looked at each other she waited for me make the next move.
I smiled and said, Well I will let you get back your book, in a way that sounded more as if I were asking a question.
She replied in a tone that was playfully slightly exaggerated, while at the time her her eyes were saying just the opposite, Oh do you really go so soon?
That was the cue I was hoping for.
Not at all. I replied. I turned and looked around and was another spot where was a seating area near a window that had a sofa and two chairs with a table in between them.
I said, Perhaps we would be more comfortable over by the window.
She turned and then looking back at me she said, Oh that looks perfect.
She carefully slipped her legs out from beneath her and as she did her skirt slipped a higher and revealed a hint of what was just above .
She was fully aware of what was happening and without making too much of it, she leaned forward and brought her shoes closer and slipped her feet into them, all the while perfectly conscious of my watching her.
Every movement was so sensual and graceful. I focused on the details of her delicate hands and gold bracelet on her wrist and the wedding band on her finger.
She had set the book down in the chair and I reached out to offer my hand so she would not be forced to stand up awkwardly from her sitting position.
She looked at me smiling and as her hand slipped into mine I felt more than just its warmth, the physical connection ignited something within us both.
As she began to stand up I am not sure if it was actually her loss of balance or a contemplated act but she fell forward into me, it forced me to quickly let go of her hand and put my arms around her.
She allowed her body to press up against mine as she did and I felt her breast against my<b> chest.
</font></b>She paused looking up at me and not pulling way too quickly, looking into my eyes she said, Oh how clumsy of me.Thank you for catching me.
Her hands where on my<b> chest </font></b>and she let them glide down it as she leaned back away from it.
My body felt energized and all of the information it was receiving was telling its animal instincts to follow the natural course and pursue and take, while my intellect dealt with restraint and analysis of the correct social and moral codes we use to subjugate them.
As a result we live in multiple worlds at the time.
Our reality and our fantasies mingling together challenging each other for control of our awareness. and our actions.

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