#truly churlish and gauche

[irlactualhuman]

I'm going to admit something. It's hard.

And it's not pretty.

I just found an unwrapped Rolo on the floor in my living room. I suppose the kid left it stranded. While playing the roblox or whatever she does at my computer.

I. It. It was a genuine struggle not to immediately pop it in my mouth like some sort of wild beast. Like an untamed animal woman. Like a creature.

There was no telling how long it had been kicked under my computer desk. It had a hair I had to pick off of it, like that made it more acceptable; dressed it up like a harlot for my leering eyes.

I threw it in the trash, but it was truly very close to being inside the trash heap that is my feral body.