49 - Mirror, Mirror

~Ben’s Point of View~

It was obvious my little love wasn’t yet capable or able to express herself in words when it came to sex, but her body told a different story. The fact that Meadow was still so shy, so bashful could not have possibly been a bigger turn on. If I could get her to the point where she talked dirty to me, I’d be coming in my pants just by her words.

All the women in my life had always been so daring, so sure of themselves. Her sweet innocence, her timid nature and her untouched body was all too much. I felt as though I had split personalities … on the one hand I wanted to be her fierce protector, the macho male who puffs out his chest and kills a spider in the bathroom just to be her hero. Then fuck her relentlessly to further stake my claim and beat my chest.

On the other hand, I wanted to sing the songs of love and make sweet love to her for hours on end. I’d serenade her in Greek, as the words of love just sounded better than in English… I’d make her dinner and t