Its been a year now... the last time we met things ended in something that I would not called romance. It was more of a lust, a lust driven by anger and the heat of both the bodies melting away all the emotion. It was pure lust but a memorable one. I can still smell her, can feel the smoothness of her hair, can feel her skin and have the image in my mind of her nude body ruthlessly pressed below me asking me to punish her...
