Looking at calves

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Lately I have been experimenting a bit with mock-erotic scenes. This one is pretty modest, but still, it was fun to write. It fits into a larger story, about a girl, Anna, travelling with her best friend, with whom she is in love (and a little cross because he won’t bite).

Raph was done packing in a jiffy. While Anna was still busy gathering her stuff, he was rubbing himself very thoroughly with sun oil. Carefully he massaged the back of his ears, his forehead, his cheeks. When he got to the little spot under his nose, he pulled his upper lip tightly over his teeth. It made him look a bit like a sheep, Anna thought. One that hadn’t been shaved in a couple of years, she added pettishly in silence. While she folded her T-shirts in a new record time, he started on his legs. The lotion made his calves shine. Anna had never noticed before how muscular they were. He bended over to give a layer to the pieces of foot his sandals didn’t cover. Anna watched amusedly how his buttocks showed against his shorts. His hamstrings wouldn’t look that bad either with some lotion, she thought. Only a pity he wasn’t a bit more limber. If he didn’t need to bend through his knees this clumsily to reach his feet, he would have looked downright horny. Now he had something akin to a tipsy stork. But those calves were divine.

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