I walk in the building and go back to my desk, logging in to my computer and looking at my to do list… but my brain is so fuzzy that I can’t seem to focus on my work. I am confused and overwhelmed by what just occurred. The second that Vice touched me, my body felt like it came to life and the only thing that I could think was that I needed more of him. It was like I couldn’t breathe, and he was the air my body was desperate for. Even now, all the I can think about is having Vice touch me again. I feel like my brain is getting cloudy by the second and all that will clear the clouds is him. I don’t understand this feeling. I have never been one to lose myself to a man. I have had many boyfriends and now I have Patrick, my fiancé, and I have still always felt like I could kee
