Spent the weekend with my man, and when it was time to leave he wouldn’t let me, kept bringing up different distractions. Last distraction was making sweet love to me while under the influence was blasting from the speaker. Dking me in ways that touched my soul. I just ended up passing out, thank God for protest, I didn’t have to work today. I’m so stuck here. How can someone be so handsome, sehxy and still knows how to work my body. Busy asking me why I was screaming too much, why hitting so good if you don’t want the screams