There are rubber fetishes, feet fetishes, many types. I have a fingernail fetish. In my mind, there is nothing more erotic than beautiful hands with...long, perfectly painted nails dancing on a computer keyboard or a piano or tapping on the table. If I see a woman with this feature, I get hard instantly. Well, I used to get hard, anyway. It was a normal Monday night. I left my dorm and drove to the local Long John Silvers with a handful of coupons that I got in the mail (college students. I told him I have no hardfeelings towards him,I don't want to fight him and I only want him to leaveand he left. She statred to cry,to say that she is sorry,to say that she went by herself but he followed her and tricked her into fucking him,and she was very drunk. She even came with the cake she made me and lighted a candle,I started to laugh and she really statred to cry.I didn't wanted to see her like that,naked and crying so I hold her in my atms and started to carress her hair and her. I reach out to caress your cheek, feeling the soft tanned flesh. I run my fingers through your jet-black hair, silky against my skin. I kiss you softly on the lips. Still you sleep. I lay beside you, your arm pulling me close. I can smell you, you fill my senses making my body tingle…it is always like this when I am near you. Even as you sleep. I turn toward you, burying my face deep in your chest and inhale…that smell. I caress you, my hands searching all over your body, feeling complete only. Maine kaha aaj tum kuch jyada hi sundar lag rahi ho. Wo sharma gayi. Aur uski yahi sharam mera dil ko chu gayi. Fir wo mera haath pakad k mujhe sofe pe baithayi aur kaha wo mujhse pyaar karne lagi hai. Wo jaanti hai ki hamari shaadi possible nahi lekin wo sirf mere saath rahna chahti hai. Mujhe khush dekhna chahti hai. Maine bhi uske haatho ko thaam k kaha ki main bhi tumhare bina khush nahi rah pauga aur ab to tum jaa rahi ho kya hoga mera.Aur itna sunte hi wo mere seene se lag gayi. Aur hum.