I do like a slutty girl. I like bleached hair, thick make-up, breasts falling out of a bra, and lips that look as though they’ve sucked a lot of cock in their day. I like a naughty mouth, a filthy conscience, and a mind schooled in the gutter.
This girl won’t make me chicken soup when I’m ill, or hold my hand through the saddest part of the movie, or wrap her arms around me on a cold winter’s night.
This is the kind of girl who will reach under the table during a business dinner and flick my clit, who will greet me at the door wearing nothing but sugar powder, who will spread all fours on the bed and beg to be tongue fucked, and won’t mind when I kick her out of it.
I like you sweet girls. You warm my heart and tickle my fancy. But if I’m going to bat for this side, I want a slut on my team.
via johnleehooker
