In my heart, I am writing, let this be a testament to the wonders that I witness today; the wonders of this creature that I am; the wonders of that being that keeps staring at me.
He looks so yummy, .........I wonder if.......Lord no! I should not think about those things, it’s a sin of the soul. Maybe he’s just one of those furry, cuddly creatures, all bark and no bite. It would be a waste for a man to have such a banging body if he doesn’t know how to screw.
Gosh! I suddenly feel so filthy, thinking all those impure thoughts about him.