Mistake.

Hope last night I didn't make a mistake. Easying out of bed trying not to disturb her cause now I'm awake. Guess I'm a chef cause every morning I bake. As long as I got a paper and maybe I mean plate. Then I'll try to figure out if the girl in my bed is real or just fake. Which is about as easy to me as french kissing a venomous snake. What a hell of a night with plenty of give followed by plenty of take. Till the wheels fell off with no brake. Pounding so hard that I bet someone called 911 saying Texas had a big quake. Sweet as honey and she was all over me like I was a hotcake. My bed was so wet it looked like it had been thrown in a lake. She's got me all shook up now Elvis so just call me her milkshake. And fucked me good like a publishing house sweepstake. Now the suns coming up as the day is starting to break. Man what a night I feel like Tony cause she was so grreeeaaatttt!!! Then it hit me Oh No !!!Hold up!! Wait !!! I thought as I ran for my room to see if she too was awake. But she was long gone and I was to late. Well shit y'all .....I guess she was the one last night that made the mistake.....