I Own Your Pleasure," I

What Is It With You, Sex, And Modes Of Transportation?

You’re Not The Only One Who Can Get Possessive. I’m Very Proprietary About What’s Mine.

And Yet I Understood The Alienation Of Being Around Others Who Couldn't Really See You Or Chose Not To. I'd Felt The Self-loathing That Came With Being A Fraud, Protraying An Image Of What You Wished You Could Be But Weren't. I'd Lived With The Fear That People You Loved Might Turn Away From You If They Ever Got To Know The True Person Hidden Inside.

I Don't Blame You. But If There's Anything Else You Have To Tell Me, Now Would Be The Time." He Pressed Forward, Urging Me To Stretch On The Couch. Coming Over Me, He Whispered, "i'm In Love With You." With Everything Going Wrong, That Was The One Thing That Was Totally Right. It Was Enough.

Sometimes Love's Not Enough. And If It's Not Enough, What Good Is It ?