" Cam what things are you into" she spoke "well dua I enjoy painting and writi-" she put her index finger to my lip shushing me while her finger presses more on my plump lips "that's not what i'm talking about sweetie..." my mind immediately scrambles to what she was talking about. She adjusts her posture while my mind starts going faster than a sports car what exactly is she saying ?? before I can even breath the question she says in her deep raspy english voice "...what do you do before you go to bed..." her eyes scans my body I gulp "I-I take a shower" she smiles and puts her thumb on my bottom lip "I feed my cat every night since I first received her in my arms I make it my responsibility to feed my kitty the best I can so she doesn't starve and wake up to her lifeless body with her dark brown eyes rolled back just white nothing but white and death" .... "that's... really dark" she laughs "XD I meant my pussy, baby cakes." she was talking about starving her cat and killing it buti she meant fingering herself ? "sorry i have my moments" i see that.. for the rest of the night i decided to stop drinking so i don't puke on my tall date, every time i spoke her eyes would be focused on my lips and the movements, she would lick her lips and bite them when i would come up with a sentence. she was so imitating to way she looked at me to the way she spoke and when she stands everything about her made me feel so scared but protective.
