The Ice Cream Goddess
Sometimes something as simple as an ice cream can turn a day from hot to sizzling.
The scorching sun beat down on her as she attempted to savor an ice cream cone in the cool shade of the building I worked in. I had stepped out for a break when my attention was drawn to the site of her pink tongue extending from between her perfect, full lips to catch the milky white cream that was trying to make its way down the cone. As I stood there mesmerized, I felt a sudden swelling of excitement. I didn't intend t...