christian trails his hand , unhurried and deliberate , down to my belly , circling my navel , then carefully from hip to hip , and i 'm trying to anticipate where he 's going next ... but the music ... it 's in my head ... transporting me ... the fur across the line of my pubic hair ... between my legs , along my thighs , down one leg ... up the other ... it almost tickles ... but not quite ... more voices join ... the heavenly choir all singing different parts , their voices blending blissfully and sweetly together in a melodic harmony that is beyond anything i 've ever heard .