I see you standing there.....
It is late in the evening and don't get me wrong, I have been thinking of you for quite a while. I wondered if you think of me too since I was your "creator" and I made you who you are today. When you came to me in "simple form" with all of your parts "undone" and scattered upon different royal settings, there was something "special" about you. I knew even then that you were mine to take "whenever."
I thought you would look best in a silver lined coat, but went for the ordinary frilly kind that reminded me of my childhood even though you still look like "royalty." As you sit there at the table looking over at me and pretending that you don't "stir" up anything makes me think that you are "evil." If it gets any worse and I can not defend myself, this my dear will be war! I can assure you that I will win. I always do.
So, I'm trying to analyze your effect on my writing this evening while I sit here all alone thinking of "bliss" as you touch my mouth and disappear in my hands. Part of me is really angry at you because you are the "last man" standing and this really pisses me off. You see I have devoured many like you in my lonely days this past week and I loved having your friends at night while I really needed a "pick up." I'm sorry, you were never the only one.
Tonight my concern is how sweet you are and I have visions of the wolf who finally tricked the Gingerbread Man. But you see you do not even have legs to run with and you have been loaded with heavy "treasures" that I saved for a very special occasion. Rich and sweet treasures that would make any women melt with desire and rush over to you and bring your "bliss" inside their hungry body. I'm not hungry, but I'm hungry for you.
I'm giving you one last chance my friend, to surrender to my needs and desires and I know you have been teasing me for the last hour or so. One thing I know for sure is as soon as I take you, you will not be able to fight me. You could sort of think of me as your "savior" from another evil and desperate enemy lurking in the house. Someone else in the ranks could have been really creative and torn you apart with their little aggressive hands. There is a good part of me because I have sat here and given you "hours of pleasure" of just being who you are.
I promise that I will not make you suffer and take you delicately next to the fire. The heat from my drink may melt your treasures, but know that I'm loving every minute of it. I know I will pay for this tomorrow morning and I'm willing to live with the guilt forever. I may have to move on to the other goodies in the neighborhood if I can't get over you.
So, now it is time to make you mine and I'm finding it hard NOT to tear you apart. Maybe I will just take "part of you" and then you can remain for a while longer. Be still my friend, you have no place to go because I can assure you that this should have happened a long time ago.
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