Sis, I need your advice
I met this guy
I wasn't looking, you know?
But there he was
And now I'm hooked
Remember that fantasy
I told you about, and no one else
You told me it was
A little wild, a little "out there"
The average guy
Might find it a little frightening
It would be too easy to get
A little too carried away
well this guy
He showed me
That a little pain, a little fear
Is not out of the question
For some men
He guessed the worst about me
Put it into practice
With a pair of cuffs
And a sharp blade
He's everything I've wanted
In and out of bed
But what if he's not real?
Sis, I remember all right
I remember how you told me
You wouldn’t be happy till you tried
And I said that I never held back
From the flames myself
Why do I think you would
We both know its walking close
To the tracks, when the train is coming
That gets the adrenaline running
Why should sex be any different
What if he isn’t real?
Make him real baby
Make him show what he is made of
Make him take your fantasy and
Show you what its like to enjoy
The pain, the thrill of the danger
Make him want to be the one who
Makes it real for you, who draws
The first blood from your virgin skin
Who makes you cry out for more
Or makes you beg for release
Because honey, the man who can make
You beg, the man who can hurt you
And make you revel in the pain
The man who can turn your body
Inside out and then put it back
Together again, that’s the man
That’s the man we are looking for
And you’ll know if he’s real
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Reviews of "Pushing Limits (a collaboration by the twisted sisters)"
Reviewed by Ed Lupinacci (Reader)
Reviewed on June 5, 2002
Note to self:
shopping list:
1 chainsaw slightly used
1 surgical kit
1 butch collar, make that 2 butch collars
642 feet of chain (rust included)
1 electric drill with paint scrubber attachment.
Oh and 1 pair of handcuffs (No key)
OOps almost forgot duct tape
there's always room for duct tape.
You write perfectly,I am not shocked but thanks for warning me Sue,personally,I would beat up anyone who hurt either of you...(so don't tell me where he is) you need to express all your emotions and fantasys,that's poetry,this is more deep than twisted,there is probably a piece of the puzzel still missing.hugs to you both.oo
love from
kay.
Scada and Sue,
You both are such awesome writers!I know when I read one of your(meaning both of you) writes I will never be disappointed. And I never am.
Great write my friends,
Sharon;)
shopping list:
1 chainsaw slightly used
1 surgical kit
1 butch collar, make that 2 butch collars
642 feet of chain (rust included)
1 electric drill with paint scrubber attachment.
Oh and 1 pair of handcuffs (No key)
OOps almost forgot duct tape
there's always room for duct tape.
Love, Janet xoxoxo
love from
kay.
thanks for the great write. You are so down to earth..!!!!!!
Love, Jo
You both are such awesome writers!I know when I read one of your(meaning both of you) writes I will never be disappointed. And I never am.
Great write my friends,
Sharon;)