My hand set upon the hardness of him, Feeling the rock like mass under his jeans. Our eyes meet, A smile discovered upon his lips. What he wants is of no consequence, My body has already said yes. Big strong hand grasping mine, Leads us into temptation. His lips are sweet and great, I am lost [...]

Love. Desire. Passion.

He called her boring, as in no fun anymore. Said she's not living life and now acts like an old woman. No longer appeasing his ideology of what a good time consist. Not getting it at all. She delights in enjoyable amusement. The merriment is just different from his version. Fun that does not contain disastrous consequences that will happen to be the beginning of the end. [...]