A fiery furnace stirred in the inner being of the observers of the catwalk models. Every color of fabric titillated as the rhythm flow of silk shifted with their steps. The ultimate sensual treat was the unity of three nearly naked bodies, each hand placed in a discreet position. The only casualty was a glass dropped by the father of one of the participants, his first time seeing his daughter modeling.
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/01/31/wordle-493/#like-2433
As a father, I can definitely relate!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Good one! I like how seemlessly you interjected the prompt words. Well done!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLike