I'm looking for a girl

I'm looking for a girl who wants to go sit by the claw fountain with me and talk. Talk about her family, her friends, things that are on her mind. Talk about food and parties and how she hates that teacher. And make her smile saying nice things about her, and make her laugh saying dumb funny stuff. I'm looking for a girl with a smile.

I'm looking for a girl that likes me, that looks into my eyes and with a tender laugh explains her feelings. That with a sexy wink empathizes with my intentions. That would grab my hand out of the blue and pull me in a hurry to the bushes down the church, and would kiss me.

She would kiss me slowly, gently, pausing from time to time to open our eyes and find her giggling, flirting, with half a smile half an urge to grab my hair and kiss me again.
I would grab her by the waist and pull her close to me. I would kiss her back. I would kiss her more. I would stop to caress her face, fix her hair behind her ear and lean slowly to softly kiss her neck. She would bring her hands down to my waist and slip them under my shirt. Her cold fingers...

I would grab her ass and pull her body hard against mine. I'm looking for a girl with a beautiful body.

Her hands would dance inside my shirt, she would feel my back, my abs, my chest. Then I would turn her around, press her ass against me, bring my left hand up to her ear and slide my fingertips down, reaching her chest... slipping them under her shirt... and slowly under her bra.

She would grind... I would breathe on her ear... My right hand on her abs... On the edge of her pants... I'm looking for a girl that would tell me: take me to your room.