Penelope

Her skin was soft like cotton, I wanted to work like a slave for just one touch. This might come as insensitive, but I would do anything to embrace my body next to hers. I would move mountains like they were made play-doh. I would go up against the biggest lion, just to be the king of her Jungle. With one rumble, my belly began to shake with distress. It was my time to confess. I love you Penelope, won't you ever love me back? She continued to walk away from me, as I slowly looked at her smile fade away from a quick and sudden glance. Before I could say a word, I felt a burning pain within the palm of my hand, I looked down and there her number was written down on the palm of my hand... I have one shot to paint the perfect picture that will last, and I plan on being Leonardo with this once in a lifetime chance.