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January
26, 2003
i found this while browsing through my computer this
morning. i think i've posted it before - but i can't
seem to find it anywhere so decided to post it
again. It was 100 words or less, challenge.
Heh. i have a warped mind.
The Happy
Gardener
“I’m
helping you grow, like you wanted.”
He scattered
earth and tiny seeds over her bound body.
“We need water. Shall I pee on you darling?”
He heard her muffled protest.
“Ah. I
suppose not then. Here’s
a better idea.” He
blew softly over her clit, and licked it wet.
“Mary, Mary
quite contrary … how your garden does grow,” he
chuckled.
He paused,
thinking aloud. “We’ve done earth, air, water … but
fire? Wait! We need to pave a garden path …”
He held a
dripping candle over her belly and hummed ‘follow the
yellow brick road … ‘
Óshadoe
2001

“Have no fear of
perfection - you'll never reach it.”
--Salvador Dali
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