I take my interests where they aren't allowed.
Rebecca.
The most sophisticated girl i know.
"she's all right" i went on.
Sweet.
ignorant.
Unavailable.
Oh, how i adore the unavailable.
"Shes not interested in relationships"
"Neither am i..." i say.
"you know what i mean B."
shes was "focused on school": "no room for boys atm sorry, you're cute though"
Unacceptable.
She usually hung out with a bunch of... Familiar girls.
And they all owed me favors. In account for my... skills.
They would all help execute my plan.
To sway her into my submission. For a time anyway:
"if she chooses to experience me, her decision must be heartfelt.
She cannot be cast into doubt the moment the pleasure fades, and
for that i cannot just "fuck" her. i must seduce her"
A look of confusion in my friends eyes.
"Yes there is a difference: the breath in her ear, the arch in my back when
she thinks she is making me finish, the look in my eyes when i finally breathe
that tells her i would do anything she asked in that moment. Anything at all
without hesitation. the story i tell her about the time i was a little boy,
about the place i hid from my mother when the world was quite: a 'story' i haven't
told another soul. the look of wonder i show her when we wake up the next morning
that tells her that despite all the other people ive awoken beside; that she is unique
that she has seen me vulnerable and that 'i cannot live without her'."
"Ok... you're still gonna fuck her right?"
"Ya"
Rebecca.
The most sophisticated girl i know.
"she's all right" i went on.
Sweet.
ignorant.
Unavailable.
Oh, how i adore the unavailable.
"Shes not interested in relationships"
"Neither am i..." i say.
"you know what i mean B."
shes was "focused on school": "no room for boys atm sorry, you're cute though"
Unacceptable.
She usually hung out with a bunch of... Familiar girls.
And they all owed me favors. In account for my... skills.
They would all help execute my plan.
To sway her into my submission. For a time anyway:
"if she chooses to experience me, her decision must be heartfelt.
She cannot be cast into doubt the moment the pleasure fades, and
for that i cannot just "fuck" her. i must seduce her"
A look of confusion in my friends eyes.
"Yes there is a difference: the breath in her ear, the arch in my back when
she thinks she is making me finish, the look in my eyes when i finally breathe
that tells her i would do anything she asked in that moment. Anything at all
without hesitation. the story i tell her about the time i was a little boy,
about the place i hid from my mother when the world was quite: a 'story' i haven't
told another soul. the look of wonder i show her when we wake up the next morning
that tells her that despite all the other people ive awoken beside; that she is unique
that she has seen me vulnerable and that 'i cannot live without her'."
"Ok... you're still gonna fuck her right?"
"Ya"
6/5/16 - The date i became permanently in love 
