I don’t know why it doesn’t bother me. I throw her to the floor and without guiding myself in I try and turn my fucking back inside out. As the night goes, the morning comes, and I start to come down. It had been there since longer than I could remember. I quickly lay down before I run into anything, and tell her that I would have picked this room too. Her index finger wrapped around my leash pulls me directly in front of her. She tells me to switch and the transition was seamless. It doesn’t take long before I make the ipod transplant, and the entire house is dark except for the plasma screen and that fucking fish tank. Then the grinding stops and she dismounts me. It doesn’t take long for me to be at critical mass even though she is just staring at it. We walk over to the door and she latches it as she asks me if I’ve ever gotten a SNOW BUNNIE before.
