Dear You

Dear You,

Yes...you. I wonder...do you get it when I'm insinuating things? I know she doesn't, but you are much smarter. Do you get the subtle hints? Do you notice how much I want you? If you do, do you want me, too? You told me once that you did. Sometimes, I think I see flashes of it in your eyes.

When you tell me to "bite you", I bite my tongue instead. I want to say something terribly inappropriate, yet...I don't want to get you in trouble. Remember, I told you that I'm a nice girl. That's proof.

Don't tease me. I've already told you that if you cross the line again, it's on.

Looove,
Kimmie.

P.S. Is that what you are hoping for?