Love Me. Literally.


Overheard this conversation at the garage and it made me smile:

Driver:  Does anyone need the shuttle service?

Customer: I do. (As he stands, folds his newspaper and picks up his empty coffee cup.)

Driver:  Where are you headed?

Customer: Over to that garbage can right there to drop this cup.

Driver: Uh, no I mean where do you live?

Customer: Oh…

The driver asked and the customer answered – literally told him exactly where he was headed.  Right there and in the moment.

Have you ever imagined an evening with a lover and been frustrated that it wasn’t all that you thought it would be? Maybe you wanted to be held and cooed to but were banged within a breath of consciousness instead… or the reverse.  Did you tell them what you wanted, or just kinda hoped they’d get it ‘cause they’ve been there before and they should freaking know you by now?

Where am I headed?  Down on you because that’s where you told me you needed me to go.

Love me.


And I will do the same for you.





About Lily Lick

Lily Lick has always been interested in the physical extension of emotional interactions, which yes, is just a fancy way of saying something else. She thinks it's freaking fantastic that she gets to combine some of the things she loves the most: reading, writing, astrology stuff... and yes, sex. She does them all in Toronto, Canada.
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