The Truth Is By Amanda Firefox

There’s something I need to tell you.
I want you.
Something you should know.
I want you, now.
I really. . . like you and. . .
I want to rip your clothes off.
And, I would like to see more of you.
I want you to pull my hair and growl in my ear.
We could go out to dinner or a movie… sometime
Then I’ll wrap my legs around you and grind, just grind
Maybe, you know, um, if that’s your thing.
I’ll lick your ears, your chest, move further down, down
I don’t know how you feel about movies. Anyway, um
I want you all to myself. I want you and no one else.
I’m um, looking forward to seeing you again.
I want you on me, in me. I want to be you, wear you like a skin
I hope you’re having a good day. Hope everything is. . . awesome and all.
I want to taste you, drink you, swallow every inch of you.
See, the truth is. . . I um.
I love you
I’m smitten– I like . . . I feel like there’s something, a connection . . .
I love you.
Um. Never mind. Forget. . . forget I said anything.
Damn.