Through His Eyes
(4.8 / 5)
The time I saw her walking through Forbidden Ink’s gate, I realized she was the one. She is the wet dream of every man with her wide hips, dense legs, and ideal breasts.
Add to that her deep, soulful gaze, pouty cheeks, and a beautifully crafted flesh, and I realized I required to create her mine.
Hidden by insecurity and self-doubt, she is a walking contradiction of sass and power and determination. She’s all I’ve ever wanted or needed, but she doesn’t see what I see.
I want to bring her suffering back. To be the one to create her giggle, to fulfill all her aspirations. I have to prove to her that I’m not him, I’m going to be sitting next to her, no matter what. Love her. Love her.
If only through my lives she could see herself, she would know that we were created for each other.