maladjusted

Her touch drives insane,I never let it show.
Her hand on the back of my neck finger nail's lightly scraching ...makes me want to purrr..its always playful ,but with that sweet sexual tension that i adore.
she wraps her arms around me from behind her nails grazing my chest,presses againt me,breasts mashed tightly to me,she smells like heaven,the scent of her washes over me,engulfs me.
Its like vanilla and summer flowers.
The heady aroma makes me want to turn in her arms,bring my lips to bear on her neck,kissing up her neck to find her pulse,see if i make it race as she does mine.

But i wont,It would steal the innocence of this little game that i've come to cherish.
She releases me from her crushing enbrace.I steel my face,blanking anything that might of shown.A quick look,a smile...

The Game Goes On..


In other news im off to go see Life Of Agony at the Starland Ballroom in sayerville at 7:00 tonight woohoo....