Better closer
Like tablecloth glass
Now you sleep in the belly of me
You are just a little boy
With tooth
With claw
We touch
So today I went to the park, walked around for a while and saw this girl asleep on a bench. She wasn't laying down and she was about 8.5/10.
Her throat looked so fragile, she looked so innocent but simultaneously so guilty and worthy of being strangled.
So I went over behind her, nobody was around and I wasn't acting suspicious, I wrapped my hands around her neck and felt it for a while... Felt the pulse and began getting very lustful.
I just felt her throat, applied little bits of pressure and watched her move around a little before leaving and going home.
She was vulnerable and delicate, like an intricate glass statue in mid aid after being dropped from the hands of an angel.