Nice Rodriguez
Call me Bert, short for p*****t.
I could have stopped midway and picked my nose, but instead I poked your breast. I knew it was wrong but I forgot and weakened. It was really just your armpit but where does a breast start and an underarm end? I am anxious and trembling because I jabbed your breast and now I feel like a criminal. Today is Tuesday and it could get tedious at work, but I think about your boobies, and then suddenly it’s Thursday. I’d grin in the corner and people from production came and rushed me, not knowing I am heavenly heavy with bosom thoughts. Everything happened in an instant but the joy lingered beyond that night. And then came the guilt.
Sleep eludes me. I toss in bed in the evening, knowing that I startled you that night when I scraped a breast f
