I am kneeling on the bench, wishing nothing bad, bending forward, pressing my buttocks together. Then comes that strange feeling, that I have too often when I am on my knees. My butt becomes tense. When it happens I cannot help the need to insert something there. It excites me, makes my heart skip a beat, my little hole pulsate, tremble and soften. The feeling that something must enter me, enter that little hole all the way, although this is not what it is probably meant for. Pulling down my panties, I am wetting my finger, pushing it inside me and starting to move there slowly in and out. That feels so good… I am waiting. Anticipating the heat wave to rise in me, burning my insides. All I need now is something to pour inside me, permeating very deep, extinguishing the fire. This will happen some day. Will you come to see me? I am waiting for you.