Alpina's blog post - What makes us?

What makes us love a person? What makes me love Phillip? What makes me want to concentrate on him, wait for him, long for him, lust for him? What makes me not to notice others anymore? Why do I only have eyes, a heart and a body for him? For him alone?

It's MAGIC - I could say, if I believed in fairy stuff. But I don't - I believe in science, in chemistry, in physiology. So the question might be: what does my body want from him?

Babies? Do my genes want to breed? They have already made me get rid of condoms and be ready for impregnation, it seems.

Or is it intellectual stimulation? I can but admire him for all he knows, for all he can do, that he is so much more intelligent than me. He can entertain me on end, he knows my decisions before I know them. He never loses an argument.

Or is it Lust? My clitoris does not want anyone anymore but him it seems. He is the one who can give pleasure, it's him who takes me to heaven and back. My skin burns from his touches. My knees go soft, and all my inside melts and grows liquid under his eyes.
I must feel his skin against mine, I must have his male scent in my nostrils, I must taste his cum on my palate, I must feel his hardness deep deep in me.