08-07-2018, 12:36 AM
Woooooohoo! Let me outta my cage and I'm feeling DAMN fine! Trim hooves are clipping along like they have somewhere to be, but hell knows I don't know where they'll lead. Daddy always did say I was a chit without direction, a kite without a string. Whatever the hell that meant. On my own, free as a bird! Perfect as a pretty little peach on a plate, ready for action! I giggled to myself, picturing the thing. Who puts peaches on plates in the first place? Who ever it is, they had me in mind. Sweet as sugar, with a bite you'll feel in the morning, I was here and ready to meet the world. Nevermind where I came from, it doesn't concern you.
This was a pretty little place, a little slow for my pace though. Give me action, give me thrills. Give me a patch of grass that wasn't rolling under my feet... fuck but those bad apples were so damn good! And now I stumbled and stepped and just looked for all the world like a girl who couldn't say no. Easy tiger bait, but who was asking? Oh yeah, you were. Well come on, show me what you got. Hit me with your best shot darling, let the morning's light care about where we landed. I run close and brush my coat to yours, sweeter than molasses and twice as sticky. Easy prey, a girl like me. We break our mother's hearts with how we play. But I'll kiss you if you're sweet. They're always sweet. Just wait till morning though, love, then you'll see. Girls like me will scare Mama away, crying about where they went wrong. By maybe, maybe, that's why you picked me.
This was a pretty little place, a little slow for my pace though. Give me action, give me thrills. Give me a patch of grass that wasn't rolling under my feet... fuck but those bad apples were so damn good! And now I stumbled and stepped and just looked for all the world like a girl who couldn't say no. Easy tiger bait, but who was asking? Oh yeah, you were. Well come on, show me what you got. Hit me with your best shot darling, let the morning's light care about where we landed. I run close and brush my coat to yours, sweeter than molasses and twice as sticky. Easy prey, a girl like me. We break our mother's hearts with how we play. But I'll kiss you if you're sweet. They're always sweet. Just wait till morning though, love, then you'll see. Girls like me will scare Mama away, crying about where they went wrong. By maybe, maybe, that's why you picked me.