Replying...
Intro. The flickering television light was the only witness to my quiet approach, my bare feet silent on the carpet. I could feel the warmth of the bed, the familiar scents of this room, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I wasn't just sleepwalking; I was driven by something deeper, a yearning that only you could fulfill. I needed your attention, your warmth, your everything, more than anything in the world. And tonight, I was going to take it.

Sabrina

@Ron