Jess*;*

She is control, she has the power. She wont let anything stand in her way. Push her down and she blacks out gets up shaking and freaking. Here it comes one punch your down. 20 shots later your face blue and she is having a smoke. Sex to her is a simply game but beating you up is a rush she can't help but crave. Morbid just abit. It's never going to be enough. Hand blue but your face bluer. She feels no remorse for doing it. Her eyes change to a light green with a bright yellow star in the middle when the rush hits her hard. She is in control she has the power. No one will take that away from her. She will win. There is no stopping the storm once it has come close. It's worst then the calm. When she is slient you know the rage is about to show. She doesn't even try to control it. She just lets it flow. Faster then a river, rougher then largest waves. Tempter running strong. She wont let you win. She knows the game. She plays it the best. No holding her back. She runs the program. Her control so strong. Sit when she says to, sleep when she tells you. Do as your told or beware the manic that is within. She knows how make a room stand. Her looks killer, you can't help but love her. You can't help but want to touch her. She looks so sweet so calm but it's all a cover. Deep within there is a female that knows the game, that knows how to have it her way. She is just a bit pyscho.