I just hope you like this… it just came to mind and I thought it would be interesting. Rachel, don't read this! My mind is sometimes too perverted for you, so you better not ask why.

Maka's Perversion

Alone in my room…

Soul isn't home…

I miss him…

I long for him…

Every time I think of him…

I feel weird…

Strange…

Warm… down there…

One of my hands slides down

It starts rubbing my "pearl"

Ah… It feels so good…

Don't stop Soul.

One finger slides inside

I feel wet and embarrassed,

But I don't want to stop…

I want him… badly…

A second finger slides in…

Both start to thrust slowly

Gradually going faster…

I moan uncontrollably

I can't help it…

I'm going crazy with this…

I'm about to… to…

AAHHH!

Laying down,

I start to wonder…

Will I ever have the courage,

To do this thing I dream with you?

You probably don't know this, but I write most of my poems and stories at school… this one is no exception… I am amazed no one noticed how I felt while writing the dirty bits…