nazia_20 Posted August 8, 2003 He asked me out on our first date The excitement was intense As we faced each other in the car He seemed a little tense. I think I made him nervous He had a silly grin His leg was shaking just a bit I got beneath his skin. I couldn't see why he would be So anxious with me there I sidled up against him And fondled with his hair. His breathing it was shallow Some sweat dripped from his brow My hand ran up his leg a little I think I heard him growl. It was so good to see him I thought he would be too But his pulse it was a racin' I think he's got the flu! I put my arms around him And pressed myself up close Just to give him comfort But he's almost comatose! His breathing's coming heavy I'd better call the doc When I massaged both his shoulders His heart it nearly stopped. I kissed him on the cheek And told him he'd be fine I pressed his head against my breast His knees did double time. It didn't matter what I did To try to make him better I stroked, I kissed, I fondled He just got hotter and hotter. Well as I tended for him And tried to quell his fire The doc said not to worry It's a thing that's called desire. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
