Friday, November 30, 2012

Conversation at Midnight

“Don’t you want to see me?”

“No. I can see you every day. Now I want to feel you.”

“Mm. And vice versa.”

“Do I feel younger in the dark?”

“I hadn’t thought about it. I don’t need someone younger.”

“Then why is it better in the dark?”

“Because we can pretend to be anyone, anywhere. We can be pirates or lovers from feuding tribes or invaders from a faraway planet that need human cum to survive. We don’t have to see the dirty underwear at the foot of the bed.”

“Maybe it’s like soft plates with leftover food on them. For us, the aliens who need cum.”

“I’d rather get it fresh from the source.”

“That tickles! Oh.”

“That’s good. You’re wet.”

“For you. Don’t stop! I can see colours."

“We spend too much time in the light.”



  1. Delicious, Jean!

    (more than leftover food...!)

  2. Thank you both! This was cooked up between rounds of grading student essays. Writing is so much more fun. :)


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