The hint of a smile smearing across my lips, staining my face. You touch the first buttonslowly undressing, pants begging to come down, mouthaching to be kissed. -Jacob M. M.|| Publish raw: Unedited free thought curated in a format to read as a rollercoaster relationship with spurts of self-realization. | The things we promised we wouldn't talk about by Jacob M M, Paperback | Indigo Chapters