6
ELISE
I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling I had. It had been building for a while. I knew what it was and I resisted it as long as possible, but I had to accept the fact that I just needed some s*x.
Most of the time I could get rid of the urge with one of my vibrators, but this was one of those times when I needed physical contact with the o****m. But it also made me uneasy because I had to maintain control. Not dominatrix kind of control, but the kind of control where if the guy was a creep, I could get away without worrying about becoming a horror story kids whispered about one day.
My imagination was a scary damn place.
I searched Book Boyfriends Wanted, knowing I needed to find a temporary guy to scratch an itch. A long-term kind of guy was out of the question, but one of those
