Mujhu mat sstho plzzzzzz us ki awaz sun kar maray loda sanp ki thara khadaAur phanphanay laga th a may na jaldi say apnay saray kapda uthat di ya aur ...us choot ko apna hoot say chomana shroo kiya mujahy us ki choot ki sugand say nacha chad raha tha may us kichoot ko choos tay chat tay apna ek hath us ki bool per raagd nay laga ab wo bhi gram ho choki thi us ki chot say pani nikal raha tha jo mujhay shad say bhi mitha aur acha lag taha tha ab wo apni choot utha kar mujhy chat nai da rahi the may. Understand? But, I don't want any guy. I want someone who will make my time, my body and sex worthwhile!"I want a guy who can put his needs second to mine; complete selflessness in all aspects of life. It sounds like I'm describing something akin to 'true love'. But I don't believe in true love. I believe that people are only as good as their willpower lets them be."And nothing takes more willpower than denying yourself the urge for sexual gratification."The urge to beg for me to stroke your. And the head cheerleader at my old high school.” I was mortified. ‘Mike’ burst out laughing. Just then the waitress came over with our drinks. Thank god she didn’t linger. I almost downed most of my drink in one go. “What’s so funny?” “Because, fantasizing about the maid and the head cheerleader is such a cliché!” she said, trying to contain her incredulity. I couldn’t hide my annoyance. I sat drinking quietly and studying the menu. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed, baby.” She moved even closer. Can't wait to show you."I wanted to go sexual, to be inquisitive, but, I held my tongue. It'd be better that way. My confession awaited. If I went early and dropped too many, or, any hints it'd ruin the path ahead a measure. Though I was greatly relieved that I did indeed feel as I did.But, she didn't know that. Both Tommy & her sounded as though my feelings on the subject were going to be of little consideration and consequence. That fact alone caused my mood to plummet in the space of mere.