The drive to make love takes over. I can’t think of anything else as he fucks me, fast and hard. My mind is flooded with memories of us together, and I see a golden thread between us, slowly wrapping itself more and more around us as we continue. I want to wrap my legs around his hips, but my legging is in the way. With a snap of my fingers it is gone, I’m not paying any attention to see what happens to it, but I don’t care. I need him, now.