Apology

Dear N.,

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I can be bratty, demanding.

I’m sorry that I don’t always give you what you want.

It’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, that I don’t want to spread my legs for you, to touch  myself for you.

It’s that I want you to come fuck me.

That’s what I want. Please?

So come fuck me.

Please.

Please?

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