the house crept back onto the receding shoreline. doors reopened by the stale gust of boredom aware. here you stand bare before me again. fingers pushed deep into your cavern pussy mental.

“you ok child major?”

thinking dreaded meanderings of home. thinking accelerated ambitions imagined false.

“whose elephant is this anyway? I don’t remember it being here when I left.”

ghastly beast of burden. bludgeoned and buried in plain site of the little vamps. the little sluts. the two faced trendies pricking fingers and stealing memories. 

“it’s always been here. sitting in the corner being punished for it’s foresight.”