It is a place of happy endings. I can’t think anyone who would not feel so. It is a place I like to go first to let go of everything before I sleep. When I come inside, I always look at the walls. They are like chocolate, the color of my eyes. In the corner, I always see flowers inside a jar. Hmm, they always smell nice and my boss lady likes to change it whenever I come inside. In the window, I always see the candles, the same candles that I want to throw in the trash because I can’t light it. She would always say, “For a special occasion, dear,”. Am I not special? I once poked the candles with a stick, and she was angry with me for so long. But then I realize, there is no one else better than her, so I stopped and I said sorry. Sometimes, when I become a good boy, she would give me a good lollipop.
The place is always great to take my problem away. My uncle likes to say, “A place of peace and release”, and I agree. My boss lady is always there for me, because I don’t know what I would do without her. Though she can get angry, she always gets what I need. No surprise, whenever I had to go, she would always told me to get naked. I can sometimes get sloppy so she takes my clothes off by herself. She can do whatever she wants to me, as long as my problem is gone. She then placed me, lightly rubs my stomach, rubs my back repeatedly and say, ‘Come on..’. She is so good that I immediately released a big O. She then said, “Well done, Michael.” She then cleans me up, puts me in my diapers, take my hand and lead me to my bedroom. There, my big brother waits for another pillow fight.
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