Tidal Waves by Rajah Dodger {rdodger@hotmail.com} (c) 2003 This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License (by-nc-sa). In jurisdictions where the Creative Commons license is not recognized, United States copyright and Berne Convention provisions apply; all rights reserved to Rajah Dodger except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached. Abstract: The effects of music on two people closeted together "Not here!" She giggles, but quietly. Her nipples under the white blouse are like hard candies, and her hands so active between my legs bely her words. Then conversation ceases in a flurry of hot kisses, fumbling fingers, sliding clothes. The robes behind me slither against my bare bottom; I shiver and pulse in her hand while she rubs me between her thighs. Her breathing sounds so loud in this confined space. Suddenly I'm inside her, and it's right and it's right now; she digs her fingernails into my bottom and devours my mouth with hers. Her eyes are shut tight as she grinds her hips against me. I want to hold back like the men in the movies but it can't be done. "----!" The full-throated bass chord of the organ sounds, its vibrations amplifying our own as two bodies become one in an irresistible tide of passion that leaves us both emptied and fulfilled. On the other side of the wall, the congregation begins a hymn of thanksgiving. /END/ Endnote: Composed for the 2003 Erotic Postcard Competition at FishTank; not a winner, but see the winning entries at http://www.Desdmona.com/ContestWinners.asp.