The Little Yellow Bird And Her Fresh Boy Friend. Part 11
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Yesterday evening I flew by the house trailer to see what was going on. My boy friend flew with me, and we brought along a picnic basket . We brought strawberry soda with straws, potted meat sandwiches, seedless grapes. and discovered a tree to land on to enjoy some sun shine.
My boy friend placed a delicious seedless grape beside me. Then he told me how beautiful my eyes were.
I asked him what was on his mind. I knew it had to be lust because that is all that seems to enter his one track mind.
I did not know my own strength. He bounced backwards against a tree limb, and fell to the ground , and landed on his back. I quickly flew down to the ground ,and landed on his chest to tell him how sorry I was, and how much I loved him, but instead of being hurt, he smiled in a hungry, depraved kind of way.
He pulled me toward him, and we kissed passionately. That's when he said, " I know how bad you want it sweet heart, and you want it real bad."
So I socked his fresh mouth again , but this time he flew away. Maybe I hit him pretty hard. I flew home, and waited for my phone to ring, and it did.
I drove him to drink. He went out with some other birds to drink beer. I could tell that he was drunk on the telephone. He told me he was tired of getting treated like dirt , and that any other chick would have treated him much better.
That's when I said , " Well go out with them, and have a ball bud, and leave me out of you're life if all you're after is sex ."
The same day he apologized after he sobered up. He said that he did not mean to French kiss. I told him I was sorry for popping his mouth .
So our picnic did not last very long, and I never had the chance to see what was new by the house trailer yesterday.
My mother yelled out from the kitchen, and said, " Are you two fighting again. I can't wait until you both settle down , and get married so there will be peace around here."
"Whats going on dear ! " asked my father.
"Nothing honey," said my mother, " just watch you're football game, and let us know who is winning, and how many points they score, and who makes a touch down. "
It is best that my father not know too much about my boy friend, and how bad he wants to get into my underwear . Dad can get pretty angry. He might run my boyfriend lost if he does not shape up, and fly right.
" What can I say, I can not help it if I am , and object of intense desire, from a full grown handsome male bird with lust in his heart ," said Miss little yellow bird.