I Wanted to Be Gentle and Tender Towards Her

I drove back to the corner near Oxford Street and pulled up.

She gathered her bowler hat and umbrella and stepped out of the taxi, elegantly of course, and then turned.

I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing.

The delicate way it hugged her face and neck.

The softness of it.

The way it caught the light.

The swirl… the essence… the…

I’m trying so hard to put my feelings down into words here.

Maybe you’re smiling to yourself seeing me stumble around.

But I’m trying to do her justice, you know?

The feelings I got when I was with her, were just… so…

I wanted to reach out and stroke her, to be gentle and tender towards her.

Take care of her.

– The Lady Loves to Strip