There's a drip. Slightly more than a drop. It is so cold as it trickles along. Although drawn by gravity, it seems to have a mind of its own. Following the soft smooth contour of your body. Seeking out the most sensitive spots. If you could see it through the blindfold you could watch it glide through the goosebumps on your skin. It's moving agonizingly slowly. Tickling and tormenting
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