I just want to ardently pin her to the ground and wrap my inordinate and unjust hands around her tempting slender neck as I close my eyes and feel the life drain from her unrelenting and disingenuous soul. I'd put my ear to her chest and feel the shortness of every subsequent fleeting breath, feeling her innate inhibitions panic as her heart beats faster and faster against her cute culpable breasts underneath the weight of my pelvis, all while feeling her delicate little throat reluctantly convulsing in my hands as tears start to rain down her cheeks and into my grasp in one final attempt to dampen her restraints and subside my depraved fantasy. I'm sorry bonbi, but there's no quelling this dream of mine, but don't worry, the fun starts when you're not really there anyways.