The Art of Pleasure in "today's cafeteria"

Rain lashes the window while today's cafeteria keeps her warm inside. Wrapped in nothing but a cashmere throw, she lets it slip in today's cafeteria, revealing goosebumps that beg to be soothed. In today's cafeteria, she warms herself the only way she wants—slow circles over silk and skin until she’s trembling harder than the storm. Lightning flashes each time her breath hitches in today's cafeteria. She times her final climb with the thunder; when it crashes, so does she—mouth open in a silent scream that today's cafeteria records in perfect 4K. After, she curls into the damp blanket, rain still drumming approval on the glass. today's cafeteria feels like the coziest secret you’ve ever been told.