In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight danced across the soft, silken sheets as I lay alone, longing for the touch of my girlfriend. The air was heavy with desire, aching for her presence to fill the empty space beside me.
Closing my eyes, I whispered into the stillness, “I wish my girlfriend was here.” And as if by magic, a shimmering portal appeared before me, swirling with ethereal energy. Through the mist emerged a vision of her, radiant and alluring, her eyes alight with the same hunger that burned within me.
She moved towards me with a grace that was both mesmerizing and intoxicating, her every step a siren’s call that drew me closer. Her fingers