I shouldn’t be doing this.
But it grabs your attention, that statement, doesn’t it? Your interest is piqued. What could I be doing that is so forbidden?
Disallowed.
Taboo.
Naughty, even.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
I should be doing something else. But I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel. A wild stallion that can’t be tamed. A rolling stone gathering no moss. A round peg in a square hole wearing white after Labor Day.
And you wonder exactly what it is I shouldn’t be doing. It doesn’t matter. My head should be over there not over here. My eyes should be focused on something else, not focused the screen as my fingers type out the words that tell you I shouldn’t be avoiding a task that I need to get done. Because I know…
I shouldn’t be doing this.
But here we are. And your mind starts to wander and you wonder what I shouldn’t be doing. It’s ok. Let your imagination run away. Maybe I’m playing hooky. Or eating dessert first. Looking at porn at work. Perhaps I’m touching without permission. Pulling and moaning and rubbing as the pleasure builds. Not stopping until my eyes roll back and my mind goes blank…
But you shouldn’t be doing this
I grabbed your attention, didn’t I? Your curiosity was piqued. You shouldn’t be doing this. You’re a loner, Dottie. A rebel. You’re a wild stallion that can’t be tamed. A rolling stone gathering no moss. A square peg in a round hole wearing white after Labor Day.
And it doesn’t matter exactly what you shouldn’t be doing, does it? It doesn’t matter. Because here we are. Your head is here, not there. Your eyes are focused on the words on the screen as I tell you what you should be doing.
And you want to be doing this.
Letting your thoughts just slow to a crawl, knowing that it’s wrong but it just feels oh so right.
It’s alright.
You should stop this, you should focus elsewhere.
But you can’t stop. You’re transfixed.
Feeling yourself starting to fall.
Beginning to slip.
Thoughts floating away like leaves on the breeze.
You start to drift.
Fingers scrolling on their own, you wait for the phrase, the words, the sentence I’ll use to drop you all the way down.
But I won’t.
Because I shouldn’t be doing this.