Friday has written a wonderful story Friends and Lovers.
[It's up for a Silver Clitorides (November 2003) go and vote
for it now.] One day she teased us with a scene from the
story involving honey this my, belated, response! 

Is There Honey?
by Arty

Friday gasped as a thin trickle of honey was drizzled
directly onto a nipple.

Tied as she was, she was helpless to prevent the rest of the
jar from anointing her other breast and then trailing in a
thin line to her navel.

The thick, sweet liquid oozed slowly down the gentle slopes
of her breasts, pooling between them and advancing in slow
motion towards her belly button.

Gently a finger circled each nipple, the honey increasing
the friction and Friday moaned as the stimulation became too
much to bear in silence.

The finger was joined by a tongue that carefully licked the
honey from her nipples and the rest of her breasts. The
tongue continued its journey from nipple to navel and then
lower still to where another sort of honey was to be found.

Later when all the honey, from the jar and otherwise, had
been removed from her body to the accompaniment of many
moans and squeals, a plaintive voice drifted up the stairs,
"Why is there never any Honey in this place?"

-Fin-

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