She ventured up to me with furrowed brow and bitten lip. She grazed softly my face with delicate fingers. Gazing into my eyes, I could tell her synapses were firing at speeds unknown to human-kind. I stared back--pleading, begging, hoping--say it! Does she dare? Could those words I've longed to hear escape her mouth?
And what seemed like eons multiplied by eons raised to exponent infinite...
"Honey," she says softly.
"Yes, my love?" I can no longer wait. I'm trembling. Her naked vulnerability demands every ounce of my attention.
"Yes, my love?" I can no longer wait. I'm trembling. Her naked vulnerability demands every ounce of my attention.
She speaks-
"Put the fucking toilet seat down."
FIN
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