In my life there is a time that's come upon itself to perform the duty of revolving the core of my being 180- I'm turning round and round- where I stop no body knows but I like the flow gotta go run fast jump high fuck I'm living loving breathing existing I can't get enough of this feeling of being me finally not being afraid- so what if I just want to give give give I want to keep my pants on because then I'm in control and I'll suck his cock that's alright it's okay because I can make him cum and that makes me feel sexy because he can think about me and get off well I don't need anything I don't want to be undone I'm completely put together after an entire bottle of cheap wine and a mike's hard cranberry lemonade-- as of last night-- I don't regret a thing. Sure I said-- hey-- I want our relationship to slow down. Everything is too sexual too soon.... even though we hadn't had sex yet and I don't plan on it for a while because that would be a huge leap for me but you know what i don't think i ever need to have sex as long as I can make him happy-- I just want to make him happy. 
go on, girl!