A sudden burst of energy rose in my soul as he walked through the door, so calm, so agile, so....amazing. His name is Dean Todd Ingram and he is all mine. Nobody else's. And I am the same way. I belong to him and nobody else. It seems rather uncivil, me going into my blissful amour without telling you who I am. My name is Delilah. Isabelle Avery Malone to be more precise. My age is 18 almost 19. My birthday is coming up soon, in a couple of days actually. September 16th, today is the 13th. I have all the thoughts of what I want for my birthday. Gift cards for my favorite stores, sweets like cookies, brownies, and cakes. A wider variety of cosmetics would work nicely as well. But there's one thing I've dreamed of. Oh but these dreams are not normal dreams. I guess you could say the very....intense. Full of desire, lustful desire. Craving each other's bodies to become one on a path of intimacy. When I wake up in the morning I find myself longing for him, all of him. I'm hoping that is what I'll receive on my special day, something special, very special. I just want to closer, so much closer.
