Current mood:

recumbent

More...and More.
She's in me now. I think it's inevitable. I can't escape even if I wanted to. I'm a slave to lust. Distance is only an obstacle, and will not hinder my want. I will have her, her splayed aggression...all for me.
And we're so much more...

ME: my shower turned into a bath that turned into splashing water from my rapid hand movements.
ME: i breathed and moaned for someone miles away...
ME: my heart was heavy, but i let it all go.
Me: and i breathed your name...
Her: damn
Me: twice.
Her: you know i was thinking of you the entire time
Her: so i was almost there
ME: and i was thinking of you there watching me. my head tilted back, lips parted...legs spread, one resting on the bathtub's edge
Her: oh my god
Her: how did you get to be so sexy?
Me: i don't know...i never really found myself quite this sexy until you. i mean, i've always felt sexy...but not like this. fucking myself is an experience.

Just telling her about my masturbation habits rouses poetry in me.

I'm waiting.