It has not ceased to amaze me that when I arrive there is always a pretty woman(no pun), vibrant,sweet woman that can carry on a meaningful convo and be pretty darn down to earth. Then both of us can instantly slip in to our patchwork suits made from debauched fantasies,perverted thoughts and well worn lusts to entangle ourselves into a hot mess of human passion.
And then, slip out of those clothes(which we hide deep in the darkest of closets) to have more intelligent convo,maybe a drink or smoke. Sometimes after those lucid moments of human interaction, we may slip back into those threads and excercise our demons some more but sometimes we bid each other farewell and well wishes.
You women rock my world and are an important part of my life
