kertaro
I figured that this would be the case. I met her and now I can't get her out of my mind even more. She has become entrenched in so many ways to a life that a few short months ago knew nothing of her. Now the very thought of waking up with out seeing her has become excruciating. What do I do? I know what has to happen. We will find a way or we will make one.
Oh how I would study her anatomy. I would begin with her face and learn and map every inch. Then moving down along her torso and the succulent curves I find there. She has so many things she has already show men but I can learn so much more with a touch. Things that can be seen can also be felt and I feel the urge strongly.
I prefer her happy. I have seen, well heard, her anger and wrath. It doesn't frighten me. It makes me want to be that shield between her and the world. Not that she can't handle it. She is a hurricane that also can be the lightest whisper. I prefer to be the one who takes her away from the world and is her safe place. Her one true haven.
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