When I first saw you, I already knew.
There was something inside of you.
Something I thought that I would never find.
Angel of mine…
I look at you, lookin’ at me.
Now I know why they say, the best things are free.
I’m gonna love you, girl you are so fine…
Angel of Mine
I t’s exactly 10 o’clock in the evening when my eyes happened to glance at my bedside clock. I waited as long as I could, yet I became impatient. The covers flew in a procession off my body, on my body. Lying one minute on my side, then on my back and then on my stomach burying my face on the fluffy pillows. My teeth gritted, as I clutched at the sheets and waited. But it was no use. With one quick motion, I threw my pajama clad legs over the bed and stood, arms covering around my breasts, squeezing them into me, as a shiver worked up my skin despite the heat I felt inside my body. I stepped forward, walking with soft steps to the bed on my left.
Oh, why did I do this to myself?