I'm laying naked on the bed when I hear your knock on my door.
I know it's you because you're the only one who knocks with a rhythm. It's like music to my ears and tonight I plan on making you listen to my own music.
"Baby girl, are you in?" You ask as you knock again.
You know for sure that I'll be inside.
I barely leave for anywhere except class and today is Saturday.
I don't answer immediately. I'm contemplating whether to dress up or open the door naked. It's something I've always wanted to do and after the long holiday in which you had to travel home, I realised just how much I didn't want to hold this back anymore.
So I take a deep breath and straighten my bed as I arc my ass in the air.
You always grabbed and fondled with it, even when we were in public and the thought
