Three years of ache.  

ramitome 61M
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11/20/2005 2:29 pm

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Three years of ache.


Stirring from down below the crumpled,white cotton sheets,grew the customary uncomfortable dull ache in my loins.I lay there pondering what this new day had in store for me,what excitement would befall me this Lords day. Just lying there, my right hand slowly, unconciously straying deep down under the covers, encircling the piss-proud erection that hid below. Contemplating, yet another bout of daily bishop bashing, drawing on my rapidly fading memories of, what the act of intimacy actually entailed. Just lying there. mesmorised by the air from my lungs turning into a white cloud in the coldness of the air, in the silence of the bedroom.
It has been three long years now, since that fateful day I entered this unforgiving box, stuck up here in the gods on the nineth floor, a million miles from civilisation. Armistice day it was, cessation of conflict, three long years ago. Yes, that was the day I ceased to be a member of society, with all my possessions in three bin-bags and a fold-away chair tucked under my arm, all my worldly goods. Three long years ago, all that remains are the distant memories of a love lost, oh! and that damned daily ache.

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