Unleashed. Unlashed

I'm on my own now.

Pondering possibilities.

Contemplating, calibrating,

Lusts and wants and needs.

Brain and cunt and bank account

Begging to be filled.

I’m too old and too poor to be left on my own.

Still wet and horny, though.

 

(Alas, not old enough to have been vaccinated yet, which does limit one’s options if survival is a goal. Which it is, as Ketzel is still alive at nearly 18. We keep each other warm and groomed and kissed. In that, I’m luckier than some.)