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It's like 2 in the morning

what do I owe the pleasure

of this unexpected visit?

the stern look on your

precious face

tells me that you haven't

been in the best shape

in a very long time

did you and he break up?

bring your fine self

to my domain

and allow a man to do

what boys don't

allow me to prepare a warm bath

heat up the passion

lace these purified waters

with passion fruit, aroma therapy

sandalwood oil....

yeah, all the goods

head for the fridge to snatch

up some green grapes

and keep you nourished

like a woman should

it won't stop there

I'll be gentle with you

since you're not used to this at home

but I can provide exactly

what you need

let daddy massage your temples

as the tea tree oil from my fingers

open you up

it won't stop there

just relax as the slip of fingertips

rivive and reveal

some sweet natural vibes of the soul

that you've been longing for

every little kiss upon your moist

shoulders reminds you

of the days he wouldn't love

and hold ya

it won't stop there

I will make you feel like the calm

being in the midst of a thunderclap

so free, so vibrant, so young

and vulnerable

allow me to carry you to my temple

where you will know and understand me

and capabilites of what will happen

between us tonight.....





Truth is......I want you so bad,

that even the most evidential sign

of our communication

of adulterated consentment

may have to settle for a raincheck.

For you came to me just to talk

about your faults with him.

Go home, my dear.

break ups become make ups

and make ups make the neighbors wake up.



Peace.