He wants it

by Jessica   Dec 30, 2005


I no you look at me...
You look at me with those hungry eyes.
You crave my body.
You like to stare.
From across the room I see you drooling.
I no how to play game too.
I invented the game.
I grab a guy and head to the dance floor.
I can feel you still watching me.
I shake my hips to the music in a rhythmic motion with the man.
I get close to him and throw my head back and moan.
You pant as you watch.
The guy get closer touching me all over.
I smile and him and then look at you.
Your eyes grow wide.
I know what you want...
You come over to me
and ask me to dance
I say yes, and we start dancing as though we are making love.
I look into your eyes and I see fire and passion.
After dancing a little while.
You ask me if I want to come you your place.
I say I have to tell you a secret...
and you ask what is it
i get real close to you. My body is pressing up against yours.
I feel you get hard.
I lean in to whisper to you a secret.
I say "I' a lesbain"

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