Knowing Me Better

Hey Texas, can I count on you to move when you need to and find me in the heroine hole? I entered in to my chamber and met you there with a wide eyed glare. You have been betrayel of late. Please do not overcompinsate. Sex is enough for some, but my life needs a man who is not dumb and sees me not as a toy, but more of as a mate for a boy. Cowboy, I think that I just took you away to a place you can never see or feel without me actually. It heals the body and the spine and marks you as mine. I answer your call and free my first and second weblogs to you only.