She wants to tell you a story. Not exactly a story... more of a dream. Some may call it a fantasy. And she's hoping you can help her find it.

Let's tell you about the girl... She gets lost in music - constantly. If she's quiet, she's probably got a song playing in her head. She daydreams often, lives in her imagination, and sometimes loses track of time when she's deep in thought. She exists somewhere in that undiagnosed space that many women her age do - where focus is optional and her brain runs on its own special operating system. She counted herself as a runner for exactly one month last year (still mentions it though), drinks water when she remembers (which isn't often), and lives mostly in her head where things make more sense.

To be completely honest, she has always read about dynamics within this community. She's an avid reader - has read everything and anything. But what is her dream? Well, that's where it gets complicated. People have always told her she's too much. She's always made herself smaller. She's realizing that in relationships, in the bedroom, men always present their lists - their wants, their needs, their desires. And she? She looks at their lists, picks what she likes from them, conforms to them. But she never adds her own list. Never brings out her own desires. Never says 'let's combine our lists.' She just... exists within the bounds of their wants.

Her dream is simple: she wants to make her own list. Finally, her own list.

Reader, are you still here? Do you want to know what's on this list?

She thinks about mornings where she wakes to gentle vibrations, wearing delicate things chosen just for him. Of taking her time getting ready - the shower, her hair, her makeup, slipping on a pretty dress - all while anticipating what the day might bring. She imagines breakfast together, sharing glances over coffee. Throughout their day, they work, they flirt, share moments when they can. She teases him, he pushes back. And she... well, she folds quite easily. She will always fold for him.

As evening falls, that's when play begins. See, she could only make herself cum - only her. But she yearned for someone to change that. Would this be the time he makes her cum? Or will he deny her? Will he bring her right to the edge only to snatch it away? You see, that's their arrangement. That's what she's been begging for... for days, weeks, months...

And you? Did you like her story? Will you help her make the list? Her DMs are open - she's an avid reader, remember? Words impress her. Make them count.

TLDR: Make her cum. Take it away forever.