you_belong_to_me Bespeckled ... you whispered in my ear the other night Your right hand gripping the back of my neck, your left arm wrapped over me, your mouth brushing heatedly, deeply, darkly over my skin, pressing hotly into my hair. Your left hand slid down ... Your right one held my throat, pulling my face toward the ceiling. I breathed steadily so I wouldn't choke, while your tongue graced my cheek. "Do you feel like you belong to me?" you asked. "I used to," I breathed. "You still do, Adri," you said. And you continued. 080310 ... Bespeckled It sounded more like a threat than a promise. 080310 what's it to you? who go blather from