Well-Being (a healing magazine), magazine, n. 2, Well-Being Prod., Oct. 1975

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Well-Being (a healing magazine), magazine, n. 2, Well-Being Prod., Oct. 1975
So he touches you, first your breasts, bans you from wearing bras during those days and you feel exposed and open to his influence. Everytime the trance ends, he smiles with that laugh in his eyes, smug of himself and taking in your reaction which is usually a blush, confused blinking, hands rubbing your arms or hugging your ribs to let yourself know that you're fine, all good, all safe. Sometimes you cover your face with your hands to feel less ashamed which gets you even hotter for this interaction than before.
She was like an angel who kept seducing me and you were the devil who pushed me towards her.
We both knew that this must come to an end one day, didn't we?
And everything's softer.... Smoother.
"Kiss." you say. And we do. It's awkward and weird but her lips are soft like flower petals and taste so good. We pull apart.
"Do you girls want to keep kissing?" you ask and keep looking at us.
I don't know... I squirm on the bed and hide my face.
"Awww, don't tell me you feel embarrassed." you say and I hear the answer of your gf already that she does so I'm not the only one in this.
"Oh come on, let's take your tops off then, perhaps it will help you to feel a bit better." you say and slowly get to undress us although our hands are still cuffed to the other's.
"You can go ahead, keep kissing"
I lay back and watch her struggle as she leans closer to me.
"Don't be scared. I see you like it.. And she does too, look her nipples." you whisper into her ear and move her hand towards my breast.
And so we kiss more. She kisses me more. Never letting our tongues do more than we allow but kissing nevertheless. Groping the other. Touching the soft skin we both knew only from our own bodies. And I know we'd never do this without you. We do this only for you and thanks to you.
Perhaps not as much as before is going to happen. In the end she's here. And she'll always be.
The question is when does it become mandatory? When is loyalty necessary? Is it when you love the other? When you know it would hurt them? But what if your requirements aren't met either? What if you don't feel loved enough..
You rented this room in the 7th floor. We could see the whole Prague view from this exact window and also you could sit in it which I ve never had the chance to do before. It took me a moment to go ahead and do it, scared of heights and all but then I did. I did so carefully so I didn't show you two my whole insides doing it cause my skirt just wasn't made for this. But when I did get there I felt wonderful. As if the whole city was in my hands and I could be free living in it, watching it change. Then I turned my head and I saw you and her kissing, being all sweet and cute. And I felt like jumping out of that window.