It was the Summer of 09 when I had a sexual awakening.
He was younger, he was sexy, and he was full of energy.
I wasn’t aware of how freaky I could be, but with him I was willing to do anything.
Whenever I hear Pleasure P, I still get a little horny.
I’m not sure how we came to be, but the attraction was instant.
There wasn’t a part of me that didn’t want him near me.
I was drawn to him and the moment he looked at me that Amerie song, “Talkin’ to Me” came rushing to me.
Out in public with everyone watching.
Locked in closets knowing any moment the door could open.
Fogging up the windows; cars rocking.
It was a thrill—doing it any and everywhere.