Cravings... I've often wondered why I've behaved like I have most of my short life, I can literally describe it as an impulse, an urge.
I've always "played up" since I can remember with most male authority figures, I loved the reaction that I got! The telling off but you could always see the smile, the slight twitch from their lips and the shine in their eyes when they found me funny and cute so I'd get away with whatever I was in trouble for. That was my prize! The smile and "here comes trouble" remarks or "spoilt little brat arnt you?".
As I reached my late teens I realized it was some sort of power, manipulation yes but power to my advantage just the same. Older men especially responded to my little game, I'd flirt and push my luck giving them cheek and baiting them till I got what I wanted, wether it be a quick kiss or been taken over a knee. I've topped from the bottom as far back as I can remember and the lesser intelligent just see me as sweet and innocent but the wise ones the men of the world, they know what I am,what I need, what I crave...