Singing In The Rain
All good things must come to an end; and like all big storms, this one started with just one raindrop.
Come Quickly
There is something so sexual about getting it on in places other than the bedroom. The urgency of not quite making it upstairs gets me very excited; considering I was 2-hours late to meet The Artist it was amazing that we made it through the front door.
Spank Me. Please?
Aggression. Simply put, during sex some people get completely captivated. Animalistic instincts take over and alas it is no longer sex it’s pure FUCKING. The Artist is one of those people.
Deviant Behavior
I stood on the stoop of his 5-story brownstone wearing grey mary jane 6” high heeled shoes with white ankle socks and my wild coyote fur coat with the giant hood pulled up to block the wind from whipping my face. He opened the door and looked me over, his perfect smile widening.
Winning Is Everything. Always.
When I want something, I make it my mission to get it. I haven’t failed yet, even when minor road bumps stand in my way. The art of seduction is not one that can be well defined. It twists and turns and bends and unfortunately for you, I don’t have a formula to offer; although we both know you’re just aching for one.