Sunday, March 18, 2007

Mind Reader

I want you to send me text messages all day long, telling me how much you miss me, how much you are thinking about me.
I want you to send me text messages spelling out exactly what you want to do to me the next time you see me.
I want you to turn up on my doorstep because you just had to see me there and then.
I want you to look into my eyes and tell me how beautiful you find me.
How much you want me. How I drive you crazy.
I want you to talk to me about our joint future as you see it.
When we are in bed, I want you to touch every inch of me. Stroke me. Kiss me. Lick me. Everywhere. I want to be the focus of all your attentions. It must matter to you that I have come, or not. That is your focus. Not how quickly you can stick it in me and fuck me.
Why don't you know this? Why do I have to fucking spell it out?!!
I want you to read my mind.

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