What Comes Next?

When Do I Know How I Want You?

Getting into the car, relieved at the conversation that had just happened, I had to see Don. So, I got into the vehicle and went. I know he told me his address Jesus Meryl, remember it damnit.
I remember it had a 69 in the address, or maybe I was thinking lackof therefore in my life. There it was!
2697 Flagert Ave.
I got out of my tiny beat up car. I WAS NERVOUS! Yes, the accomplished Hollywood actress, Meryl Streep was nervous. As I walked up to the door to knock it quickly opened.
"Hi honey!" Don had said this with a relaxed tone.
"Shut up!I'm here for hot sex right now! No questions asked! I have realized in the past 48 hours I need you more than want." As Meryl walked in, the door quickly slammed behind her, as if it had never opened. Don grabbed her by her tight little waist , and mauled her to the point of heavy breathing. As they made their way to the bedroom Meryl had wrapped her legs around Don as if she was a vine sprawling out in a pillar. She had wrapped herself so tight around him she could not let go. Don had ripped his shirt of with no assistance needed. As they made their way to the bed Meryl took of her sundress,and tore off her bra. One blink of an eye later he had entered as if what had seemed her soul. So passionate, and chemistry bursting at the seems. It had been as if Don was the missing piece of Meryl that she never knew she needed. As he swiflty glided through her, a moan was let out. Soft, almost like a gentle breeze, but strong enough to shake the house! As he pulled out, they lay there, silent. Just then looking over, Meryl had found the thing that was missing from her soul. Her world, and it was lying right there. At the end of her fingertips.