I looked at him as he looked at me.
He touched on me as I touched on him.
Our curious desire for pleasure increases, but the absence of a condom stops our plan.
So we begin to search and search for something we could not find and to top it off without a car the store is to far away.
What cha gonna do he asked?
As I sat there watching his tall dark body preparing to crest me with enjoyable pain, she and my mind wanted two different things.
Go for it, he looks clean; she began to say.
But wait my mind interrupted with if his infected then you will be living with the virus for the rest of your days.
As I laid there with indifferent feelings about my next move, she and my mind began disputing about what I should do.
Finally, she said just let he taste it what harm could that do.
My mind was silent as it begin to beat with feud.
As time past my mind got softer and she got louder.
All could do now was feel the throbbing and wetness through my pants.
Suddenly my mind's voice disappeared and decision was finally here.
So as laid there passionately while he enticed me with pleasure, he begin to secretly infect with something I call the full blown.
We tussled back and forth with what I thought was satisfying intimacy.
But I was soon to realize that I was wrong.
Only if I would have of let my mind intervene I would not be ending my days by of the number one killer called AIDS.
