end_it Bespeckled I will, just to elicit a response. I'm tame for you, toned down for you, meek and mild and polite for you. But i want to slap, I want to scream, I want to feel your skin in my mouth - I want to swallow you in desperation for your taste - and I want you to reciprocate. Only you. Only me. The salt on your neck tastes like a serum. I push you down before you throw me against the wall - pain only makes me realize how much you need me. Pull my hair - not softly, not gently - hurt me. Eat me. I can't stop until you own me. So own me. What are you waiting for? What don't you want? Take it already - it's yours. 081203 what's it to you? who go blather from