Today, I opted for a relaxed morning at home, sipping whiskey and smoking cigarettes, while waiting for Christina’s arrival. As she drove by, she stopped by to use the restroom, and I found myself admiring her beauty as she sat down. She offered to make me a unique Italian omelette, using ingredients fresh from her own body.
Christina’s offer was not a typical one, but I was intrigued. Her contribution was firm and plentiful, with a distinct taste that I had grown to appreciate. I swallowed quickly, as she instructed, trying not to chew and savor the taste.
Christina’s voice was sweet and soothing, as she told me about her day and the foods she had eaten. I could still taste the remnants of her breakfast in my mouth, but I was growing more accustomed to the taste with each passing day.
The experience was not for everyone, but it was one that I enjoyed. I looked forward to more opportunities to serve Christina and others, and to continue exploring the unique tastes and smells that came with it.