Publisher's Synopsis
"Now that you are in my room what do you want to do?" Why is she asking me? I know what I want to do but I don't want her to know that just yet. "Do you really think she doesn't know that you want to have sex with her? You can barely walk and hold a conversation right now because your hormones are raging so much. Please tell me you don't think that she doesn't know. Look at what the hell she has on! How much more obvious do you need her to be? Seriously, how can you think she doesn't know? Does she need to be naked on the bed for you to get it?" "I know what I would like to do but tell me what you're thinking." I absent-mindedly lick my lips as I wait for her answer. Why am I so nervous? "Baby you can't handle what I'm thinking, so I think we should go slow." That made me excited and mad. What the hell does she mean 'you can't handle what I'm thinking'? I am not some fragile little princess. I mean it isn't like I am a virgin. I have had sex before. "You have only had sex with men up to this point, not women. Sweetheart obviously she knows some things you do not if she is telling you that. Maybe you should heed the warning and just go slow like she tells you. She has been a lesbian longer than you or should I say she has embraced her true nature longer than you have, because you've been hiding this from yourself and others for a while darlin'." Great! Not only is my subconscious annoying but it wants to talk with a southern accent all of a sudden. I am really trying not to curse out my subconscious but it doesn't make much sense to do that since these thoughts are actually coming from deep within me. That would be crazy. "What do you have in mind for going slow since you claim I can't handle what you're thinking?" She leans over and whispers in my ear sending chills down my spine making me instantly ready for her. "Baby I plan on making love to you like you never been made love to before." My eyes close at the thought of what that could entail and all I want is for her lips to be on mine.