Thursday, December 15, 2005
( 9:01 AM ) teahouse
Loss of Innocence
The other night, the Boy stayed at my place.
I had to get up early to go into work the next morning, but he slept late.
When I got home that night, I saw that he had very kindly made my bed for me.
I also saw that he had very kindly arranged my teddy bears (I have THREE) in extremely kinky and suggestive positions relative to each other on top of my comforter.
This veritable orgy was the first thing I saw upon entering my bedroom after a long day at the office.
I'll leave the exact configuration to your imagination. Suffice it to say, I shuddered in horror. And giggled in spite of myself.
The Boy has an active imagination, coupled with a juvenile sense of humor. A deadly combination.
I'll never look at my stuffed animals the same way again. #