I knew this woman who went to a peep show. She wanted to see but not be touched, she wanted fantasies, but not contact. But then, on the other side of the looking glass… there was THIS MAN. She saw his skin and she wanted to smell it. Under the skin, she saw his muscles and she wanted to bite them. And she saw his armpits and how wet they were, and she wanted to lick them. She wanted this man so bad that she could break the glass just to be a little bit closer to him.
