There’s so much heat building up between the two of you that it turns into a hot, swampy Mass very abruptly
Say what you will about winter, however it has its merits. As much as everyone enjoys to talk about Summer being the best season of them all, I have to disagree. I suppose that Summer is great… For a while. There are absolutely some wonderful activities that can only take place when there’s brilliant sun and consistent heat. You entirely cannot plan a trip to the beach or a major pool celebration if you are have a chance of variable weather. That’s why Summer is the king of them all in all the people’s eyup. For me, but, there is a lot to be said about cool weather. Personally, cold weather makes me a lot more open and friendly to other people. I cherish feeling safe and secure wrapped in a sweatshirt and jacket when I’m out on the town. I also cherish the sensation of cool air against your skin when you are cuddling with someone new. There’s nothing as exhilarating as the feeling of cool, drafty surroundings, when you are pressed up against someone warm. In the summer, cuddling is really disgusting. There’s so much heat building up between the two of you that it turns into a hot, swampy Mass very abruptly. That is not appealing or passionate. Getting warm and tepid only makes me want to go take a burning tepid shower to get all of the grime off. When it comes to having a quiet, cuddly evening alone, bring on the cool air and give me Fall weather.
