I don't know what to feel. There's no control. I get wet by the thought of his warm touch to take toll. I don't want the relationship back, but a sexual one is desired, in it's entirety. He wants it too. Ask and he shall receive. All I want is him inside of me. I can already foresee it and it appears to be lovely. The sexual identity of this notion motions through my relaxed mind..slowly trailing, picturing his cock landing on the dock. His home. Where it belongs. Where it feels warm. I already know. He feels the same, all he has to do is say yes and undress. I can do the rest and still pass the test.. Sending no text once we've departed the scene. Living in the moment and drowning myself in it...actually, he was drowning in the pouring of my rain drops. Enough of that..I'll get it back. We get what we desire with the attraction of our thoughts.
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