Your thoughts and desires are so dark that you’re afraid to even speak them. For the most part, you’re a normal man. You have a well paying job, 3 adorable kids, and a hot wife. Just sometimes no matter how hot your wife is, things can get so fucking boring.
You remember the hot goth girls in college. You would watch them, study them, and imagine what sex would be like. Never in your wildest fantasies, and darkest dreams did you ever expect me.
You see me going through my backpack to try and find my cash. I’m taking my time and holding up the line. You step in and pay for me. I invite you to drink your coffee with me at the last table. I ask a lot of questions. We’re now talking about your boring wife, and your impure thoughts about your kids. I seduce you into not going to work today.
We joke about the things you want to do, but won’t. I suggest you put yourself in my capable hands. After a long day of persuading you, you hand me your house keys, and your families schedule. I show up, but I’m not alone. You quietly tell me that wasn’t the plan. Shut up, Daddy! Remember when the screaming starts, you asked for this!
Written By: Poison Ivy
