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Jake
Have you ever been fucked?
Not the good kind of fuck.... not the kind of fuck with the toe clench, body quivering against it’s own will, GRABBING the side of the bed FUCK.
BUT The kind of Fuck that isn’t physical. They get your heart all ready, stroke your ego, play with you feelings, caress yours dreams.
And that goes on for about 2 -3 years... building up to the climax. You’re thinking marriage. And babies that look just like him. Blonde hair, blue eyes and this confidence no money could buy. UH UH.. sploosh! You are at the finish. The end. The awkward moment when no one knows what to do. Should I clean up, or should you? ...
Not to mention he finished too soon. Broke my heart too soon. When I still had love to give. And well, a LOT FURTHER to go. But you pretend, so even though,the awkward it creates, is not added too. I hate him!!
For using me like a blowup doll.
And throwing me out as soon as I got a small hole.
He thought I would deflate.
WANTED ME to deflate when he left .... but I knew A REAL RELIABLE human would find a patch. cheers to the man who made me realize, I am no doll but a queen. Jake.
