So, last week I told her I wouldn't mind doing some "dirty play" with her again sometime. She concurred. Tonight I'm going back to the same place where it all finally spiraled out of control to do what we used to do. I know it's a huge risk to open up that Pandora's Box again, but the thrill has overpowered me. What a filthy slut that girl is. I can't wait!
The worst first date ever.
5 years ago
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It's the pull of the fantasy isn't it, drawing you in, edging you furthur to the point of no control. The thrill of the reckless abandon. And yet still I crave it, even though that's wrong and it could kill me. It's all you can do to feel alive sometimes.
Very true!
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