By Kaya Chaos
He was only 5 ft 1, but he was long in the middle....he had a heart made of gold and mind that was older than me, but I was young....young and hungry. I could taste him on my tongue before we ever got close, I just knew he'd be sweet on me. I had a talent back then of making them want more, but he didn't need any more........of me......of anything. He was everything he needed, and everything I wanted wrapped in golden God....panting.......screaming and writhing, softly speaking on my answering machine, I'm at the Emerson, call me.