Egomaniac

Sometimes what you’re looking for
comes when you’re not looking at all.

-Unknown

“What are we looking at?”
“My life.”
“Yeah?” He turned me around and gave me a sweet kiss. “Now I’m looking at mine, too

I know what you mean. You make me feel calm. At peace, I guess it is.”

Do you prefer to be called something else?”
“I don’t know. What else you got?”
“Hmm…let’s see…how about man who gives me many orgasms?”

ust so you know, I miss you and your cock.”

It’s not what you do, it’s who you do it to.
Today, I’d like to do you. And I mean it

How do I apply for the job?”
“The job?” She actually seemed confused. I thought I was pretty damn clear.
“Of sexual partner. I think we should have sex.”

I picked up a shrimp with my sticks and offered it to her. “Shrimp?”
“Okay. But put it in my mouth, or you’ll have a trail of sauce all across your desk by the time I get it in.”
I arched a brow. “I’ll gladly put it in your mouth. Open wide.”
She laughed. “You can turn something so innocent into something dirty.”
“It’s a gift.”

Standing beside Beck’s crib, I said a small prayer for God to watch over my father and my son

should have felt badly, but instead, all I felt was anxious, wondering if Emerie was still here.
She’d better not be gone already.