I’m your maybe. Your less than perfect, fuck him raw and leave him in pieces. I spread my legs. You spread them wider. I give you my cock. You take everything. And when I’m raw and drowning in repressed emotion and hot cum, that’s when you’ll zip up your jeans and leave. I’m not the man of your dreams. I’m your man of opportunity. Your man of delusion.

I’m your dirty fuck in a bathroom stall.