The place where your fingers run, lightly scratching the place that drives me just a little crazy. The place where I melt, just a little. I try not to distract myself because as your hands glide over my sweet spot, my head is buried between your thighs. My body is relaxed, preparing itself for what is next and then what happens after that. There is no rush. The journey we are on is a longer and curvier road. It’s amazing when you find that ordinary, non-sexual spot that can change your body and mind in an instant. You don’t try too hard. We are in flow with one another. There…