The Rose
I look at my house, well now old house, and I take a glimpse in my brain at all the memories that occurred here. I’ve gone broke. I can’t afford to live in my own place so now i have to live in a group home, sleep with other people, and i won’t have any privacy. I look down at my hand, one last chance to feel good. I open my drawer for the last time and see the red spectacular. My rose toy. I can’t bring her to the group home so she has to stay here. My dear esmeralda, my dear beauty, my baby, my joy, she’s given me so many good orgasms and such great times. I open my legs and let the rose take its action.
Now, my mom walks in and hears me screaming, “Don’t stop get it get it” and she says, “BABY!! DONT YOU SEE YOUR HURTING THE PEOPLE THAT LOVE YOU THE MOST?” And i reply “Yeah i do but hold on i’m- uh almost AHHH finished AHHHHHHHHH” I let out my juices and see my moms face drop in horror. She screams and leaves the room. “LEAVE THIS FAMILY!!! I NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN.” I felt a little sad but now i can use my toy all the time!
My rose toy and me can stay together. My dear rose.
Love, Esmerelda