I don't want to know your name as much as I want to hear you moan, gasp then scream the name I gave you.
Don't know the answers to your problems
but you can help me solve a few of mine.
Yes, I was checking out your ass.
Yes, I am having a hard time maintaining eye contact.
Yes, I do have an ulterior motive.
But what about you?
Why put all that out on display if you didn't want someone to notice?
What gives you confidence
Gives me pause as it causes a distraction.
I find myself beholden to base instinct more than societal evolution and I know what I want when I see it.
And I saw you.
So what do you say?
We doing this or what?
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