For grown ups of course =]
"It's quiet, too quiet", as soon as the words leave my lips I hear the thud of size 10 timbs on the carpet of the auditorium. Just as swiftly as the sound came, it vanished. Not even a gust of air as he ninja vanished into the shadows. Strips of light from the windows streak the room, looks like the muted fur of the Cheshire Cat in Lewis Carrol's grim fantasy. Cat burglar smooth as I slip in the spots of darkness still present. I think he's hiding on the stairs. Foot falls cashmere soft, creeping towards my target until an arm snakes like a boa around my waist. "Shit" I hate losing, especially at ninja assassin.
"What do I win?" the shadow growled into the curls gathered at the base of my skull. "What do you Want?" I purred back. Before I could brace for an answer I felt the floor give way beneath me. Back pressed against the mosaic tile, hands like vices corset my hips and draw me in. Flesh of fire, force the passion and frustration of months long absence, tastes of sorrow and lust. Glint of silver in the corner of my eye begins to run up my spine parting the fabric of my blouse, now down the seams of my tights, bra, panties. As bare as the page before words begin to flow. Admired his handy work as he took care to remove each article from that marble frame, positioning them in case a speedy exit is necessary. Pulled deeper into the shrunken night held within this building, and spun, feet planted and hands pressed into the plaster. He crawled underneath me and begun to whisper secrets into my flesh...
All I got for now *Ye Shrug*