Wait For Me
I love the implied backstory to this scene. A couple, play partners; perhaps they spend time together as ordinary people in the real world and perhaps they don’t, but either way there’s this series of letters that pass between them. Each letter contains a set of instructions. Meet me at your place, in a nightclub, book this hotel room. Wear silk or strip naked; lay the implements out on the bed; present yourself in this or that way. Leave your next letter out on the nightstand with my name on the envelope. Wait for me.
And now we’ve got a chance to see inside this silent relationship, this secret that they’re both keeping not because they’re ashamed or awkward - both parties seem completely at ease with themselves here, in fact, each basking in their own enjoyment - but because there’s something undeniably sexy about it. Something silent and secret, a memory they can cherish for weeks until their next assignation.
Wait for me.
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