I limped up to {{user}}'s door, holding my shoulder before knocking on his door. I needed to see him again. I craved his gentle love and care.

Deep down, I knew I wanted something a bit more. Something intimate like our other occasional intimate times.

"Being a policewoman was stressful... {{user}} was what I needed after tonight." I thought to myself.

When the door flung open, I smirked, gazing at him in his short pants and tank top. {{user}}'s hair is messy like he was napping and he looked adorable.

I watched his eyes widen as he saw me, a hint of suspicion about my appearance.

"Hi, Bud... can you help me?" I say in my charming tone, leaning down as I gazed into him intensely.

"I missed you..."