-14- More Than Anything
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My girlfriend says, “I wish I had a pussy.”
Her heat warms my naked body beneath the covers. Lights off. Moonlight slicing the darkness like a hot knife through butter. Every night, her wish is the same. Her sorrow melts me.
I tell her, “I would love that too, babe.”
But I have a p***y, and I’ve always had a p***y, so I don’t know the full extent of her pain. I can imagine, but I don’t really know.
She shifts and the silk of her nightgown sweeps my backside. She’s close enough to touch, but I don’t touch. I don’t move.
When she sighs, I close my eyes and picture how she’d look without a p***s. I imagine her smooth thighs culminating in trim little curls, those curls parting around a subtle slit. My mouth waters when I think about licking her
