Some people don’t know what to do with a good man, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then overthink it, over analyze it, over manage them. But oh my....if they figure it out.
I love one word sentences. There is a simplicity in them. Kneel, Disrobe. Open. Turn. Spread. Relax. Eat. Come. It forces everything into a singular focus without any ambiguity.
Flirting is a lost art. The longer I can keep the tease amplified, the more he's open, available and compliant. I'll start at dinner and it won't end till I've had all the fun I can have. By then, he's ready to do anything I want him to.
