She looked sharp as a knife,
switched on you might say. But closer inspection releaved that her mind was far from where it should be, lost in a hurricane of emotions yet locked on the thought of a single man.

These unrequited feelings left her palpitating, her body hot and damp. All she wanted was another sweet embrace, just one tender moment.

Insomnia was nothing new to her, her nights were consumed the passion of another, she would pace through the converted New York loft apartment unable to sleep, unable to satisfy her hunger.

Her nighttimes wanderings were only interuppted by terrifying spasams that encircled her throat, cutting off her air supply, bringing her closer to the edge than she ever thought possible.

Just one kiss, she silently begged.

She thought it was over, she thought that she was immune to his charms, but the truth was never far away, she couldn't get enough, it would never be enough, she knew eventually she was....



Gonna have to face she was addicted to love!
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 19 Dec 2008, 15:12, Reply)