I think about this a lot, though I can’t say I’m obsessed. Yet.

Maybe I am obsessed with the thoughts. With the thoughts of the act itself.

Thoughts of an act that I cannot describe right now. An act that makes me blush thinking about it.

Making the blood rush to cheeks making me feel hot. But even though I’m hot I still get a shiver down my spine.

My body shivers and I am sweating and out of breath because that’s what you do to me.

You make me feel…



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