That’s what it feels like when you touch me. Like millions of tiny universes being born and then dying in the space between your finger and my skin. Sometimes I forget.”
~Iain Thomas
Fun fact: I don't like to be touched when I'm eating.
I found this out as Lochlan brought up breakfast in bed so early I was sure I must be eating it in my sleep.
He did this to make the day good. I hate Mondays. They seem to run long.
It takes me longer to eat, even though on the Midway we learned to wolf food down. There was never time for a leisurely meal. On the circus there was never a meal for our leisure time so there you have it. Lean and mean is an apt description here but as I was embarking on the second half of my bagel he was getting affectionate, trying to rub my legs, shoulders, trying to start something he would definitely finish and I couldn't do it.
Get away! I cried and he laughed.
What's wrong?
I can't eat if you're touching me.
He laughed. Well, there's a first.
I'm pretty sure you'll never see a porn movie where someone leans over and picks up a fork while they're being fucked and has a little snack.
But rule 34!
What is that again?
If it exists, there is porn of it.
Right, but this one thing doesn't exist.
What about whipped cream and chocolate syrup?
That's not food. I'm talking toast or cereal or....a roast beef dinner.
We could be famous again, Bridge.
Not gonna happen.
I found this out as Lochlan brought up breakfast in bed so early I was sure I must be eating it in my sleep.
He did this to make the day good. I hate Mondays. They seem to run long.
It takes me longer to eat, even though on the Midway we learned to wolf food down. There was never time for a leisurely meal. On the circus there was never a meal for our leisure time so there you have it. Lean and mean is an apt description here but as I was embarking on the second half of my bagel he was getting affectionate, trying to rub my legs, shoulders, trying to start something he would definitely finish and I couldn't do it.
Get away! I cried and he laughed.
What's wrong?
I can't eat if you're touching me.
He laughed. Well, there's a first.
I'm pretty sure you'll never see a porn movie where someone leans over and picks up a fork while they're being fucked and has a little snack.
But rule 34!
What is that again?
If it exists, there is porn of it.
Right, but this one thing doesn't exist.
What about whipped cream and chocolate syrup?
That's not food. I'm talking toast or cereal or....a roast beef dinner.
We could be famous again, Bridge.
Not gonna happen.