Boss bitch, but still ticklish, curiosity turned sexual deviant, breaker of ice, rules, and records, but never pinky promises, sacred warrior, mindful meditation, kitchen witch, collector of chicken-skin moments and involuntary vocal expressions, ecstasy...ya gimme that. Pallbearer at the funeral for the missionary position, 0% fat, 100% nonfiction. The open valve of your girlfriends self esteem, let’s not tell her. Close your eyes, let me whisper something to you-come’re.