When my skin prickles,
back of my neck sweats,
I don’t need medicine, It’s not an illness.
When my body heats,
palms of my hands ache,
I don’t need a doctor, It’s not poisoning.
When my nipples harden,
apex of my thighs dampens,
I don’t need the hospital, It’s not hysterics.
I need you… It’s arousal.
I need you… Do something about it… Please?
15 thoughts on “Symptoms”
That’s the first part of the lesson and it was very good, but do we get a second telling us what to do?
Hmmm, a task, Richard? I will complete it on my lunch hour! 😉 I doubt you require instruction, but will giddily oblige.
Just like to do these things properly. You don’t get taught then in biology. Or if you did, I wasn’t listening.
Can you imagine? Missing that class???
“The professor taught you WHAT?”
No worries, sweet poet. Instructions to cum…
I’m getting nervous now
Playing doctor was never that much fun!
Rawwrrrrrr! Great post, miss!
-Mynx’s Sir (Tom Wolf)
🙂 Thank you, Sir!
I may need to recheck some of those symptoms.
Wonderful stuff, Mel! Let us know how you resolve your tricky situation! 😉
I will, Sir. Glad you’re intrigued.
You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to that…