Am I whipping down this winding road again? I'm on fire. I'm insatiable. I don't know if I even realize it but for brief moments of clarity. Usually in the morning after... Not that I've done anything. But I push the pesky limits that keep me penned up. Flirting with old and too friendly friends... Binge watching naughty(and nasty) videos on line. Slinking around like some perverse little minx making eyes at everyone In whatever nearly see through contraption I've decided is work/life/visit to my boyfriends mom appropriate. It starts this way, with me keeping it in my proverbial pants and it soon slips. It has before. I've ripped to smithereens splendid(though smothering) relationships with my smoldering. I don't want to go down that road again.
What I'm saying is, "Does anyone have a glass of water?"


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