Mmmmm...came the news; "Mom, a glass broke!". Indeed it did. New dish strainer, glass placed and boing! oh, oh, not conditioned and so not holding....a waft of smell.....so I do my dishes and vacuum the shards,,,oh, but whiff of his cologne on me! And I imagine that which has already transpired...the mmmmm and eeeek and breathless...oh, but I do smell his cologne on me...hmmmmmmm....breathing and yet each inhale is tainted by his smell.....
*warm chuckle*......So I vacuum up shards and feel the stickiness between my legs...... another sensual reminder of how I rung in the new year...oh, 2017, if you match your beginning! And the friend I dreaded breaking it to the most ended the conversation with something like 'No, don't shower, keep enjoying smelling that smell'......fears and silences and all sorts of things shattered with that glass on New Year's Eve.
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