You'd think I was a cannibal the way I act around her! I can't get enough! My appetite is voracious! She's my favorite dish! Sometimes when I hold her hand I'll find that I am chewing on her fingers. She doesn't seem to mind, even enjoys it, but I am completely unconscious of it until she pulls her hand away from my mouth to turn the steering wheel or type. I feel embarrassed by it when I realize I'm all over her. It's so unlike me to manhandle. It's a good thing she is an awesome seamstress and can repair ripped zippers and reattach buttons because I'm constantly tearing her clothes off. Maybe I am a monster. I didn't used to be, but somehow she brings out this hungry beast, this dinosaur that is worried his time is running out. Extinction is on arrival, the meteors are falling, the volcano is spewing its hot ejecta and she is staring at me with that look that kills me.
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