This is my Hail Mary. This my last effort to get you out of my system.
I can’t even be sure if that night was real. Warmth runs through my core. My inner most muscles are nearly sent into a spasm; these days all it takes is a single thought.
I stood in awe of that long blonde hair tucked under a ball cap and a fitted T-shirt. You strolled right up to me. So casually with those dimples- like you didn’t just set my desires aflame. The more I got to know that mischievous smile over the weekend, the more I started to crave you. We may have parted ways but the need for you stayed with me.
The Albertan summer was fleeting, typical of that unattainable bitch, and soon enough it was time for the ball tournament. It was almost as if good luck and fortune fell right into my horny lap. There you stood in the front of the line to beer gardens. Clit on fire, I called out to you. As soon as our eyes met, a shock raced through me. Something sparked in your eyes, a mixture of surprise and anticipation rolled into one devastatingly sexy look.