An Itch I Can't Scratch

Warning: The following post contains material not suitable for younger viewers. If I were to assign this post a film rating, it would be a hard R. Perhaps X if I decide to be really frank.

That is all.

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You make me feel hot. Like the surface of the sun hot. Like Brokeback Mountain hot. Like make-up sex hot. You let me boss you around and tell you where to touch, how to touch, and for how long. You make me want to give back as you much you do, which NEVER happens with any of my encounters. I'm normally very selfish (or just plain uninterested), but there's something about the way you bite me...

And pull my hair. And grip my hips. And blow into my ear. How you tell me that you've never been with a non-white girl before, let alone a college student. How you growl when I yank your hand away from my pants zipper (No, never that. I don't care how good you are.) And how we casually greet each other at work, the others blissfully unaware of our late night rendezvous.

You piss me off so badly. You're perverted and vulgar, and use the n-word liberally (even though you try to excuse it with a feeble "I've got black friends so it's okay." Are you kidding me? It's never okay.) You bait me until you have me near-shouting at you and wringing my hands in frustration. You're cocky and arrogant with a smirk to match, and just when I think you've reached maximum level of macho chauvinistic pig offensiveness, you always manage to exceed expectations.

So I piss you off. I don't tell you what I'm thinking, or repeat what I mumbled under my breath. I try to trip you while you're walking with a full tray of drinks. I call you out on your bullshit. I make fun of your truck. And I tease you mercilessly. All of these things aren't much, but when I do 'em, I'm in full Bitch Mode (which, incidentally, turns you on.)

I can feel you look at me sometimes. Your eyes seem to peel my apron off, pull up my uniform shirt, slide underneath the underwire of my bra. You never stare for more than a couple of seconds though. I don't let you see me shiver.

You make the possibility of me being a lesbian completely absurd.

Exhilarating. Absolutely unreal. Definitely Something New.

So it's too bad I'm going back to school in a few days. I could have had more fun.

I could have written more posts like this.