just when i have decided that i am going to behave for good this time, the universe sends a man who could potentially match my freak. wait, scratch that, i JUST KNOW he can match my freak. he checks all the boxes, now i just need to meet him and let him show me if he really is as good as he claims to be. but my brain won’t allow me. i guess it’s a sign of maturity when the brain does all the deciding and not the vagina. but this is not fun. i am horny as fuck right now. seriously, i feel like i’m about to go crazy from how horny i am. my fingers are not enough. hell, my vibrator is not enough. i want him. fuck, i need him. i am doing my best not to message him and tell him that i changed my mind, that i’m done playing games, that all i want is for him to pound into me and do all the nasty things he told me on the phone. i want to tell him that i’m ready to be his whore and that he can do whatever he wants with me. i don’t want to be a good girl anymore. i want to be HIS good girl. i don’t know if you’ll be able to see this because i’m not sure if you hang out a lot here but if you do see this, you know where to find me. i swear, i won’t say no this time.