I want you to be the one to give me what I need.
I want you to make it how I love it - hot, wet and oh so sweet. Bring me tea. And a biscuit or two.
I want you to admire the way I sip that glorious liquid, my ruby red lips pressed to the porcelain as I drain your nectar. I want you to see how I swallow for you, swallow what you give me, again and again.
I want to hear your empassioned voice telling me how much I love it. Whisper to me as you bend over the coffee table with the tea tray. "You Biscuit Sucking Slut! You Tea Drinking Tart! Yeah baby, that's it, take it all!"
For you make the tea, and I drink it.