"Even if you'd been able to see inside my head," she admits reluctantly, "you would have done the same thing. I wanted you to bite me. I wanted you to be in me, somehow. I didn't care how it was accomplished."
Her cheeks are a rather lovely color of pink as she talks about this, because she doesn't want to be discussing sex or apologizing.
"I just wanted it to be like it used to be for all of us, like it was of old," she quietly admits.
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Date: 2009-08-21 03:07 pm (UTC)"Even if you'd been able to see inside my head," she admits reluctantly, "you would have done the same thing. I wanted you to bite me. I wanted you to be in me, somehow. I didn't care how it was accomplished."
Her cheeks are a rather lovely color of pink as she talks about this, because she doesn't want to be discussing sex or apologizing.
"I just wanted it to be like it used to be for all of us, like it was of old," she quietly admits.