(Cross-posted here.)

Her sex organs are on display. Not her primary one, her clitoris, but her hands. Oh, yes, those hands are definitely sex organs. She describes them that way, and I enthusiastically agree.

When our friends catch me staring at her fingers, they give each other knowing looks. Lucky for me, Taryn is a musician, so I often get away with looking. The strong, nimble digits of her left hand expertly work the neck of a guitar or banjo as her right hand plucks and strums. When she plays slide, making the strings wail, my throat remembers the sounds she draws from me with those same dancing fingers.

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