He was so breathtaking. I lusted for him day in and day out. Everything about him held my attention. The first time I met him, I had to use all of my self-restraint to keep from raping him on the spot. In front of everyone. I looked into his glassy blue eyes, and down to his perfect, pouty mouth. He stared right back at me. It seemed like we locked everyone out, except each other. I could sense he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. Maybe he wasn’t as pure as he was put out to be. He took my hand, his hand was sweaty, but I didn’t find it disgusting. Something strangely luring about it. We walked out of the room full of buzzing people. We walked down the hall, not saying anything. We ended up at a room. He unlocked it, and in we stepped. I patted my pocket, making sure it was still there. I heard the click of the lock. Everything was working even better than I had hoped for. He wrapped my arms around him. We kissed. Not a word was exchanged. I knew we could never be together. I knew he didn’t want to be together. It was like Romeo and Juliet. I was from the wrong side of the tracks. Poor, and talked down about. He was glamorous and perfect. Loved by millions. We had to be together. But not here, not on this Earth, where life was just too unfair. I sucked on his tongue. It felt warm inside of my mouth. Sweet like I had imagined. His hands ran over my back, feeling my tense muscles. They snuck up inside of my shirt. I pulled back and he opened his mouth, as to protest. I placed a finger on his lips. He kept quiet. I ran into the kitchenette, and grabbed a glass. I poured the crystals into the glass and filled it halfway with water. I drank half of it. I took the glass into the sitting room. I handed it to Taylor wordlessly. He had no idea what it was. I knew he didn’t care either. He just wanted me. I watched him drink the rest of the water. We resumed our kissing. I could already feel his temperature rising. I knew he could feel mine, but dismissed it as our passion. He stripped off his shirt. His angelic face was red from the heat. I had no idea what I looked like, and nor did I care. What would it matter anyway? Suddenly Taylor fell over. He caught the edge of the coffee table. He looked confused and disoriented. I kissed him softly on the forehead.
“Soon my darling, soon we will be together, forever. No one will get between us,” I said, before everything blacked out.