... I once told you I don't blush. I guess I was wrong because I'm doing it now. Its not easy for my to tell people what I'm feeling. That opens up a part of me that can be VERY easily hurt.. That's why I only share myself with people I truly trust... Even then, I have been betrayed more times than I care to think about. If I've frustrated you into the past by not responding the way you would have liked me too... you now know the reason why. Its Andrew that I'm writing to. Not Andy, my roommates' friend. Not Drew, my special friend, but you, the man I made love to last night... How can I describe what I felt when you told me what you wanted to do to me last night on the phone... I couldn't say a word in return, not even show what I was feeling because of the various people in the room. How could I let you know what I was seeing in my mind as you were seducing me on the phone. You and me, alone in your room, both fully dressed because we know we'll have the rest of the night to enjoy... Your hands are sliding up and down my sleeves. You're looking into my eyes, but I can't tell what you're thinking or wanting. |