Its dark and i see a figure standing in front of me. Uncertain of what it is, I walk up slowly toward it, my arm extended full length with a slight bend, my palm reaching out toward it. As I get closer I see its breath and feel the slight moisture from when it exhales. I take a few steps closer with my palm on its chest. I can see nothing but blackness still. I move th palm of my hand up along its chest and feel nothing but solid muscle and the heat from it;s body. My hand glides up its neck that is so Brod and perfect. Its lips moist and tender as it nibbles on my hand, I keep my hand moving across its face. The eyes close gently as i run my fingers over them. They open slowly and you can see the shadows of things around it in its eyes, my hand slides down the back of it, its hair so soft and thick. My hand creeps down its back feeling the tension in its muscles, I call it black Midnight
