
I wanna be close to you….
Christ, she’s so close I can hear her blood whispering to me. I’m tired of fighting her, tired of fighting this need to touch her, to be near her. She’s warm and she wants me—no, I can’t, I can’t. It’s the Crystal…it’d be wrong to take her …but she didn’t go to Josh, she came to ME and I want her, oh god I’d trade eternity for one taste of those soft lips. Just a taste, just a kiss and I’ll gladly go to hell for it…no…oh no…
Come on, Mick…join me…