lit.

Naughtiest when I’m alone by myself.
Caught up in my own fire, dabbling in motivated imagination.

The strap falls, the panty slips.
I’m free to faultier and bite my own lip.
Ugh.

You can come if you want to,
Be my guest to do everything we should do.

I like it when you are around me,
I balance myself, waiting for you to pull out all the dirty.

You know it’s there,
You know we should play.

You know emotions will try to fit in this silly game.  But they won’t

ugh.

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