She came and sat on his lap. He began playing with her hair. She had lowered her head in shyness.Slowly he placed a kiss on her cheek. She was feeling... shy. He raised her chin and placed a light kiss on her dark pink lip. He began to suck and bite her lips and Soon enough she was responding and now they were sucking each others lips dry. His tongue was deep inside her mouth exploring it completely. She put her hand around his shoulders and looked at him invitingly. His right hand caught hold of. What is significant is that Keats, unlike his contemporary Wordsworth,choses the image of the female bird. Wordsworth instead goes for themasculine, the hope of mankind. A firm emphasis on the man. In contrastKeats" revelation is personified in the feminine, a beauty that is ableto escape the darkness and sadness of the world for the purer realm. Am Isaying that Keats was a sissy? No - who knows?What I am saying, is that I think I realised I'd always been chasingsomething. Another girl, another. He texted back to say he’d be waiting and would be dressed as planned with panties under his jeans. I’d also brought a pair of panties which I’d planned to put on to surprise him. When my train was nearly at Newcastle I went to the train toilets and slipped on the panties – a lacy black g-string. I was so horny my cock was already rock hard, and wasn’t contained within the g-string.We exchanged a final text with details of looks so we’d recognize each other and agreed where to meet. I was so. We talk about nothing initially then as wine flows and we joke over lobster dribbling over chins and asparagus dripping with hollandaise our bodies touch at first by accident then my hand touches her thigh and moves up her stocking my goddess is wearing white and black poker dot top black short skirt and the rest I think I’m about to find out. She reaches over to touch arm my but purposefully rubs my breast with her forearm making nipple scream even more. I excuse myself and go to the bathroom,.