| The Pretty Little Flower Dear sister, I would like to share with you something wonderful, something secret. The little pretty flower is not open yet, but it looks so promising. She's so delicate that she is scared to open to the rough kind of people. But one day, I approach her, and I start to talk with and cherish her. My voice is so soft and my caress so magical, that the pretty flower opens up with all her glory to show me the most beautiful pink color that nature can create. I cannot resist smelling her with all my heart. Her perfume is so wonderful that my eyes roll back. I look further inside and I see two beautiful petals protecting the heart of the pretty flower, so inviting that I have to caress this with my so soft finger. Instantaneously, the two so delicate petals open up to let me see—oh my God—the heaven. The most beautiful pink button, timid a little, pulses when I just touch it with my so soft and lovely finger. The two inside petals open a little more, and I find that the flower wants to release some droplets of her so precious nectar. I don't waste any time and I act like a little bee and gather her honey with my tongue. It tastes so sweet. When I drink her candy-like nectar, I feel rejuvenated and blessed. The pretty little flower loves pretty soft girls and wants to reward them. When I leave her, the pretty flower closes instantly, and will just and only open when a so soft pretty girl like me will cherish her. Since that day, I need the pretty flower in my life and I would love, cherish and protect her forever. Today, I know that all pretty girls have a pretty flower inside, just asking to be cherished, to open with all her glory, by the softness that can be provided by just us girls, hidden somewhere... Would you like I find yours? |