Saturday, May 26, 2012 9:16:35 AM
Makes me fantasize about being a man-whore and her constantly busting me... each time, she keeps trying to get me off the street. She sees my heart of gold. But I am just too "broken" to fix myself.
Her and her partner drive by sometimes. She shakes her head at me. I look at her with sad eyes. A weak smile. Both ashamed and hopeful some day, I'll change my ways.
After she saves my life during a tussle with a tough Jane, she buys me something to eat. We share a moment in a cheap diner, and it leads to her taking me home to have a shower and a good night`s sleep in a proper bed... in the guest bedroom.
After waking from a bad dream, I call her name. She rushes to my aid and comforts me. A few kisses on my forehead to calm me down... then the kisses get lower... then more passionate...