"Look at her, my darling," she nudges him.

"Look at the way she walks. Look at those legs. Wouldn't you love to feel how soft those legs are? Just to run your fingers up her thighs? Oh, the tingles of her tiny hairs, the trembling of her body as we each caress the luscious flesh.

"Oh, my darling. We would break her, we two. She seems so delicate. The soft curve of her cheek. To hold her cheek in my hands... to kiss them, gently, at first, then rougher, more passionately.

"Sometimes, when I lean too closely to her, I smell her hair. Such a seductress and she doesn't even know it. Is it the innocence that has us so entranced?

"Just think of the evening it would be! You, me, her snuggled under the covers in front of the fireplace in our home.

"I dream of watching you undress her. I watch you take off her top, and then her pants, watching them fall to the floor helplessly. I walk up behind her and caress her breasts from behind, one in each hand, twirling the nipples between my fingers,kissing her neck and tasting her hair. Oh, the taste of her! My curiosity of this will kill me some day!

"I smell her sweat whenever I close my eyes. I imagine how she would smell after sex, the combination of you, her and me, all tangled up in one erotic, musty fragrance. I dream of enveloping her with our love - wrapping her like a heavy quilt on a cold day. See that look on her face? Doesn't that make you just want to hold her - protect her?

"I could play with her for hours. Just touching and kissing each other, rolling around in bed, finding each other's favorite spots, whispering and giggling in the dark, sucking on her breasts until they are sore. Days, I could spend days on her breasts, sucking, licking, biting till she cried out.

"I want to seduce her. I want to make her fall in love with me and want me like I want her. I want to roll over in the morning and find you two curled up in the bed. I want to fall asleep with the two of you in my hands. I want to taste you on her lips. I want to feel you inside her, to have her between my legs, face buried and you driving into her, feeling every thrust on my lips. I want to bring her to climax so many times that she begs us to stop. I want to cover her with our love.

"Can we, dear? Can we take her home with us? Can we keep her? Can we give her a pleasure that she will never experience elsewhere?"

With a smile and a small chuckle, he kisses her cheek and they continue down the road.