Chapter 25 Indecent Proposals

• If anyone would ever ask me what a perfect day looked like it would be the day I had or maybe a day with Elio. He was the special component that made the day perfect. We talked in that couch. We talked each hour away until a knock came from the door. It was the bouquet of dahlias Elio had bought me with a basket filled with junk.
• I burned through the basket, talking his ear off until he himself laughed and it was a memory I would treasure forever. We had dinner around seven even though I was full then he scooped me up and took me to the shower. He cleaned my cuts and changed my bandages to leave me on the bathroom counter staring at him shower with my legs swinging.
• Everywhere his hand went, my eyes were right after like a puppy to it’s owner. I locked my eyes on him, taking in every curve, every dip in his body. I ate the tattoos up, going up his sleeve. I wondered what they meant. They were none I had seen before, just unique and beautiful symbols. It felt like he was screaming through his skin. I swallowed with my fingers itching to run over his skin. The water washed away the foam and it was like a dream in my eyes. He cleaned his dick and the man was hung. It wasn’t too excessive, not that I had ever seen another but I was sure his was a little above average. I wondered how it would look like when he was hard. I did not know why I imagined his dick tattooed but his was so clean, spotless, and hairless.