Tremble lowly with softness of flesh upon smooth sandy skin. Hard hands hold hands with delicate wrists. Stroke the triple flames with passionate kiss. One not enough, two not nearly satisfying, three the perfect equation. Him, you, and I makes this bliss. Three hearts linked, three souls bonding, three bodies caress. Familar then were feminine lips. Three makes it complete. But a stranger brings the missing piece. Masculine, harsh edges, calloused personality, eventually let's them in. Three belonging to each other. He accepts the soft abodes they bring. They welcome him. At last he belongs to them. Started July 2022