You’ve known me from ten to forty-something, and through most of my ages and stages, you watched my changes, until now. So, I’ll be honest about something I hold tight upon my chest. I do so want to keep you abreast, my oldest friend.

Gravity tugged my nipples down another inch, but my hair is longer than it’s ever been, and like a mermaid, I can wrap a curl around my nips…

Oh my, right now I see your lips, and I watch as my nips wet you lick, holding my breath, I grip your girth, when with a moan, as I side up and down, you tease my breasts with a pinch and your teeth…

No matter how I try to treat you like just a friend, show you my ugly side, I can’t get sex with you out of my brain! I guess some things never change. After all these years, you make me want to feel naughty, no longer hide but unleash my wild side.