The meaningful eye contact, you know, the glances that make you horny as hell.
The way his/her hand barely touches my skin, leaving goosebumps.
Whispering in my ear.
The tease, the game, the barely-there, not-yet, beg-for-it, type of playing.
Yes. It's an arousing, unbidden, and amazing experience.
Actually found it through a story of Jaymals. If you don't know Jaymal, he is a member on this site, look him up. His writing has no equal and is some of the most passionate, electrifying storytelling I've ever had the pleasure of reading.
Simply put, the dark. I can handle my room being dark, I can handle being in a dark movie theater, I can even handle being outside in the dark with friends, but the second I'm by myself, in pitch blackness, with nobody around me, I'm absolutely terrified, and frozen.
I used to think about this situation more then I do now. But...here's what I think I would say.
"You aren't the guy I fell in love with, and I'm so happy you aren't that guy anymore. The guy I fell in love with was a gentleman, someone who took me on dates and respected me for who I was, someone who accepted my past and wanted a part of my future. I was overly obsessed because I thought I had finally found a guy worth keeping. But you turned into someone I don't recognize, and you lost that power over me a long time ago, and I thank God for that. I hope you have a wonderful life and that you meet someone that makes you happy. I know I sure as hell will."
Hmmm mmkay
- My room
- Friends rooms
- Parents houses
- Library
- School restroom
- Bar after hours
- Restaurant after hours
- Parking lots
That's about all I can remember right now haha.
Green. I may not have the Irish red hair, but I certainly have the flashing green eyes.
The kind of eyes that make you want to surrender.