A newborn baby yesterday night. A party for my boss who just had his first son. The scent. The beautiful lovely smell of a newborn baby. Innocence, new, breathtakingly beautiful.

The Boyrfriend last weekend. Warm and cosy in bed. The sweet adult musky sweaty smell of him. My favourite smell of him. When I am curled up in his chest breathing it in.

How does one, transform into the other