Writer's Block: Last Meal
Ooooh! Ooooh! *Raises hand* I was just thinking about how I would choose to die the other day, so this ties in quite nicely!
I would like my last meal to be strawberries, mango slices, dark chocolate and vanilla ice cream. Fed to me by two dozen lovely men, all of whom I got to choose for the dubious task. Of course, eating off their glorious selves would eventually come into play. Flavored kisses, as well. Oh and Sangria! Which, as there must be "Incense, wine, and candles", or I'd lose my Superfreak credentials, is the only wine-based drink I actually like,besides Korbel champagne, okaaay, so some of that, too. Of course, this feast would be at leisure.
Before my paramours send me off exhausted to the great 'verse out there with a smile on my face and a song in my (inevitably stopped) heart. That's what I want.
I would like my last meal to be strawberries, mango slices, dark chocolate and vanilla ice cream. Fed to me by two dozen lovely men, all of whom I got to choose for the dubious task. Of course, eating off their glorious selves would eventually come into play. Flavored kisses, as well. Oh and Sangria! Which, as there must be "Incense, wine, and candles", or I'd lose my Superfreak credentials, is the only wine-based drink I actually like,besides Korbel champagne, okaaay, so some of that, too. Of course, this feast would be at leisure.
Before my paramours send me off exhausted to the great 'verse out there with a smile on my face and a song in my (inevitably stopped) heart. That's what I want.