me love you long time...

"you're just feeding me a line," i whispered, a demure smile creeping across my face. "keep it up and you'll nearly complete me."

"it's true," it teased, begging me to hold it closer. "you do look pretty. want to know why?"

"please..." i sighed.

"you consume me with such passion, and between you and me, it's kick ass that you match your nail polish to your couch."

swept away by such compliments, i had no other thought in mind but to see us reach a glorious and satisfying finish together. there upon the kitchen table. in the middle of the afternoon. with no thought of who was watching.

"come closer," i demanded as i grabbed at furled edges, finished with the begging. "after all you've given me...after making me feel such grand fullness, i have no other desire but to take you and fulfill all my cravings."

releasing the tip of my tongue from between my saucy lips, i traced it along my admirer's sweet, sugary folds. mocking it? perhaps. more likely i was showing it who was boss as i started nibbling along the curves with a tease before popping my biggest fan whole into my mouth.

"eh..." i relented. "like the line fed to me, you're a little stale."

* my utmost admiration and respect to ftn for giving me a reason to live...