Now and forever
Written by: Kits
She had been making out under the blanket of stars ever since she could remember. Well, maybe when she turned 15, just to keep things real. The boys, they were never really of a particular type. Red-haired, brunettes, tall, short – all sorts. She never went for the fat ones though post the Randall incident (He had squished her in a moment of passion you see!)
Her mama was an alcoholic. Her step-dad was a no-good sob and always leched at her. They called her names behind her back. ‘Whore’, ‘slut’, ‘skank’. The names didn’t affect her so much. And with the boys, sometimes, it was fun, other times utterly boring – ‘I mean, like seriously someone’s gotta learn how to use their tongue there!’
This time, she instinctively knew was different. Micky (née Michelle) wore Goth but had the face of an angel – all baby blue eyes and dyed black hair. Her touch was gentle and sweet – a woman’s touch. All that leather and yet such softness to the skin.
She closed her eyes and let her universe implode around her.
