Wednesday, that could only mean one thing and one thing only. She’d visit today. I got into the shower and put on my most expensive perfume. I looked at my chest, the remaining bruises she’d sucked were still visible . She loves nibbling on my skin, she said she thinks of me as her personal chew toy. It is kind of ironic since she behaves like a lapdog around me. She’s only mine when I am near her, it doesn’t matter who calls her name, she doesn’t care because I’m with her in that moment.
Why Wednesday you wonder? My parents and siblings both aren’t home this day of the week. I don’t need to remind her about today, she religiously shows up at 1’o clock on the dot. The bell rang and I knew it was her. I let her in she was looking absolutely delicious. I could and wanted to devour her whole, so I lead her to my bedroom. However, before I could do anything, she pushed me down on the bed and put her hair up.
We spent hours in between sheets, exploring each other. Once, we were physically unable to move we fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of my door opening. My father angrily asked who was in bed with his daughter, she arose from the other side of the bed. He smiled and apologised as the anger was replaced by relief to his eyes.