[Poggio]

It had been a long time since, he was not the one in the apron. Relishing every moment of it he found all of Zosas weaknesses and exploited them until a stream of his lovers essence emptied out onto his stomach. Gingerly lubricating himself he found his passionate joy at the finger tips of Zosa, while they continued the lovers dance. Once they both reached their zenith, the professor lay on the rapidly rising and falling chocolate pecks. He felt a sincere comfort that he could never confessed to Zosa, waking that morning unable to hear the heart beat beneath him. Pushing himself up, he combed his fingers through the wild black locks and kissed the smile that reached the green eyes. He kissed the man on the forehead, letting his head stay still for a very long time.