I was always the perfect angel. An angel with a irrefutable desire for danger. This thirst laid dormant for so many years, but I finally got my first taste with him, and I went off the deep end. I was like a shark and he was a drop of blood in the water. All of my rationality gone. I was perfect and guarded. When he was around though, none of that goody goody shit mattered to him. Danger became desire. Desire became surrender. Surrender became obsession.