The "sex toys" challenge over at
qaf_drabbles has inspired me a second time!
My Favorite Sex Toy
It was supposed to be so simple... in and out with the maximum amount of pleasure and the minimum amount of bullshit. That blond boy under the streetlight wasn't supposed to be much more than a sex toy; something to play with for a few hours, get rid of, and never think about again.
When I remember that night -- ten years ago today -- I'm not quite sure how I ended up here: in the garden behind a ridiculously extravagant house, surrounded by my friends, wearing a gold ring that very same blond boy put on my finger just moments ago...