"Healthy love - something that I'm scared of,
Feels like a conspiracy, why is he so nice to me?
You give, he takes, he gives, you turn away, why do you turn away?
He gives me sweet, healthy love - so why do you turn away?
Why can't you be satisfied?"

Everything has been going well with James, ( and I have a sudden, irrational, unexplainable urge to end our relationship. )

since nearly the very beginning of our relationship, i had told James that one of my dearest wishes was ( to be fucked on a desk. )

Why the desk, you may wonder? The desk, the teacher's desk, professor's desk - it is a symbol of all that is proper. One does honest work at a desk, one is composed and organized at a desk, one thinks noble and pious things when one is at their desk, one reads and writes polite letters, essays, files, etc. at a desk. And a big, hard, wooden desk is ( Read more... )