Desire
This is what I asked for:
Come in.
Take me with urgency - feigned passion or real.
Rip my clothes off, shove me up against the wall, bury your teeth in my shoulder, and fuck me hard.
When you’re done, let me slide to the floor, take the cash off the table by the door, and leave.
When push comes to shove, I always end up paying for what I want. Sometimes it’s easier to do it in cash.
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on March 28th, 2009 at 9:18 pm
Excellent point - I had never thought of that. Fortunately I don’t need the cash. But I would take it.