THOUGHTS ON LUST AND HER BOYFRIEND
She doesn't love me and, contrary to what she may believe and what we may have done last Saturday, she doesn't really even want me. What she wants is my lust, my desire. Unsatisfied with the attentions her boyfriend lavishes upon her, she craves my unmitigated desire. She wants me to want her. To drive myself crazy with thoughts of her. At no point in time will she break things off with her boyfriend and, honestly, I'm surprised she even gave in to my desires.
She has falled into the trap of so many modern women by dating a man who is nice, considerate, constant, predictable, and so anxious to please her that he never could. She feels unsatisfied but has no real reason to break up with him. As such she begins to resent him and start fights over trivial things.
She is a woman and wants to feel sexy. She wants to have a man look at her with the wild look of pure lust in his eyes, so enraptured by her he can hardly speak. So full of lust he goes crazy. She gets off on the cruel pleasure of tormenting him, watching him squirm and stew in his own desires. These are not things which he can grant her. Only a demon such as myself has the carnal desire to satisfy such cravings, but she will not submit to me. She is merely using me, as I am using her in return. It is a vicious cycle, and as with all such downward spirals, will only end violently.
She doesn't love me and, contrary to what she may believe and what we may have done last Saturday, she doesn't really even want me. What she wants is my lust, my desire. Unsatisfied with the attentions her boyfriend lavishes upon her, she craves my unmitigated desire. She wants me to want her. To drive myself crazy with thoughts of her. At no point in time will she break things off with her boyfriend and, honestly, I'm surprised she even gave in to my desires.
She has falled into the trap of so many modern women by dating a man who is nice, considerate, constant, predictable, and so anxious to please her that he never could. She feels unsatisfied but has no real reason to break up with him. As such she begins to resent him and start fights over trivial things.
She is a woman and wants to feel sexy. She wants to have a man look at her with the wild look of pure lust in his eyes, so enraptured by her he can hardly speak. So full of lust he goes crazy. She gets off on the cruel pleasure of tormenting him, watching him squirm and stew in his own desires. These are not things which he can grant her. Only a demon such as myself has the carnal desire to satisfy such cravings, but she will not submit to me. She is merely using me, as I am using her in return. It is a vicious cycle, and as with all such downward spirals, will only end violently.