Oral

She used to beg me to go down on her in my car.
I would wait all week to see her and I'm sure she had no idea
just how much it meant to me.

We'd wait,
and wait,
and wait.

Then she'd look over to me with her half frozen eyes
and her half frozen smile and say,

"Do you wanna?"

And I'd play dumb.
Every single time.

"Wanna what?"
I would say back, knowing exactly what she wanted.

I swear to god that question stopped my heart
every single time.