I sighed, having been pushed enough toward my breaking point as it was. But no, he simply had to demand more, to get as much out of me as possible. Yet, there was something mysteriously attractive about it all… I quickly snapped back to my train of thought.

Why me?! Why couldn’t he have chosen some random unsatisfied blue-eyed floozy? But he chose me, a well to do, God-loving Christian who is in fact NOT A NUN !!!

Then I thought of what he said, after I’d kissed him.

More like ate his face…

I nearly gasped at my own train of thought, and he seemed to notice.
“So, you willing to give me something?” he asked, licking his upper lip just enough for me to see.
I scoffed at him.
“What kind of woman do you think I am?”
His eyes widened suddenly.
“Hey, hey! Calm down there, I was just having some fun.”
I sighed and shook my head.
“What do you want?”
He smiled secretively, and caught me with his blue eyes for a second or two.
“I want to come with you.”