smothered me


Crackling came from the woman next to me and along came words that sank within. As blood drips onto this page, and that, things accumulate and cause a cluster of disorders listed in the DSM. But fuck it. I made myself ice cream and while I ate it I fantasized about him cumming on my swollen breasts with a pillow smothering my face, but that blocked the view and made it all a waste. A disappointing fantasy, but the ice cream was good. I got cookies and cream and squeezed that magic chocolate shell stuff on top. After I finished, I placed my empty bowl on the printer to nap. I closed my eyes to the feeling of his arms wrapping around me and when I turned to him, he was gone. When I roll over he nuzzles me and when I go reach for his prickly jaw, he evades…

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