lady that loves to get on with her dirty

My heart quickened as I stepped outside, alone with my dirtiest desires. I have always been a lady who loves to get her hands dirty. The sun was setting and darkness surrounding me, I embraced the thrill and loosened the strings at my waist. As the last of my dress dropped to the ground my cheeks were warm with the fire from within me. I captured a handful of dirt in my palm, swirled it around and let the wickedness run through my veins. I relished the sensation knowing I had committed a sin that would caused my face to flush and my toes to curl. I slowly moved my fingers through my hair and felt the dirt settle on me, pushing me further and further into my forbidden pleasofre. It was in this moment that I knew I was completely and unapologetically free.