Maks (the one on two legs) and I have been dating for a year now. One day he took me for a walk deep into the woods near our town.

The day was sunny and a pleasant breeze was blowing. Maks led me to a magical place near the river, where the world seemed to begin and end at the same time. We sat down on a bench and he began to gently caress my neck with his wonderful lips. Over my shoulders going lower and lower. Everything stopped for me for that moment. I was so happy! His hands were gentle. He knew when and how to touch me.

Kissing, I touched his silky smooth hair. He liked it. He smelled like a real man who knows how to drive a woman to boundless happiness.

He then asked me if I was ready? I knew what I was ready for... I said yes.

Maks took a basket of fresh red strawberries and whipped cream out of his backpack. He spread out the blanket. He took off his shirt. He decorated his body with strawberries and cream, saying "Today it was me who made you dessert, do you fancy it?" I consumed it - without a second thought.

I must admit that it tasted delicious. I could feel Maks' presence from start to finish. He was so real and sensual. This day will definitely be stuck in my memory for the rest of my life. It was just me, a dull, waspish blonde.

I owe my fulfilment to the red strawberries.