Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Thirsty


I knew I wanted you when I saw you.

The smile on your face and….the way your lips turn when your hands on your waist.

Fingers on your hips ( Yeah, I can imagine my grip there )

Love those cleavage shots. Yeah, I can imagine my lips there…

I followed you on Twitter and I liked all your pictures.

I don’t care that you’re states away. I’ll spend time to come get you.

What’s your name?

What you like?

What’s your name?

What’s your Skype?

I just want to get to know you. Here’s my number, you gonna call right?

…..right?

No?! Damn, well why not?

I don’t care about your man or your baby; ‘cause you’re fine, ma.

I can change your life – you just gotta give me time, ma!

Wait until he goes to work and the baby to be asleep, then you can take some naked pictures and send them to me on the sneak.

And I wouldn’t blow you up; I know how to be discreet!

So when you’re not busy, call my phone and send me flicks of your physique.

 

Oh, so now you’re cocky. You got some nerve, girl.

I can’t believe that you blocked me!

Calling me ‘Thirsty’ cause I showed you the attention you were missing.

YOU’RE the thirsty one. That’s why you’re on social networks stripping!

Fuck you AND your pride, I could have pulled you any day—

Plus this new chick I’m following is prettier than you anyway!!

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