

We're at the park. We're goofing off in the grass and you pick me up n I laugh while you take me into the bathroom stall. The way your hand is placed tickles so much and I squirm in your arms but your grip is tight and I can't escape until we get to the bathroom, where you set me on my feet, then push me into the stall. I'm laughing as I lift up my shirt, looking at you, I jump up onto you and wrap my legs around you. You press me against every one of these walls while we celebrate every bit of each other until someone else comes in and we run out laughing, still kissing, to be carried on elsewhere