Shar Pei from Stopcock by Pype

you blew a kiss, it felt so amiss until you took my hand, put it below your blouse, i was so aroused, as you had planned. you had just turned 17, your skin as silken as ice cream, but i felt so old. i felt so old. i was dumbstruck by my stroke of luck when you asked me to dance, despite my mismatched robes and my big red nose, i fell in a trance. so busy dodging the laser beams, i didn’t register your silent screams, i just felt so old. i felt so old. when we tripped the light, i fluttered with desire, you laughed it away, called me a crisp packet on fire, when it became the talk all over school, i was glad to be your fool. now you’re retired, your youth has expired, we meet online, you’re a swinging grandma in a jet black cupra, i’m a gnarly pine. i never really grew up, i now resemble a shar pei pup, but i feel alright. i feel alright.

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