“Pure love is how I feel for John." I want him so bad, all I can think about is having s*x with him. At times, I don't know if this is lust, love, or a romantic fling for me. My mind races through each thought daily, the only way that I'm going to know is to move much closer to him and much faster, so that's what I'm going to do tomorrow when I walk into work.
THE NEXT MORNING:
I had trouble sleeping last night. I tossed and turned the whole night. I'm not sure if it's because I kept thinking about John's hot body or if it's because I'm going to show him what a real woman can offer him. What I do know is, that I hope I do not look bad from not getting enough sleep. My eyes seem to be a bit puffy, but this cold, wet washcloth will take the puffiness away. I'm always worrying about my fac
