Stand In

The letter on her pillow reads
a note he's left for her
to let her know he's thinking
though the words become a blur.

This job has got him traveling
and all his time is spent
just to feed them both today
and then to pay the rent.

"God, I miss you, Baby.
You know I'll be back soon.
And when we get this next paycheck,
we'll sing another tune.

So think of me and know that here
I'm thinking of you, too.
And soon as I am off this job,
I'm coming home to you.

And just to keep you needing me
and wanting us some more,
I've left a little something there
behind the bedroom door."

She wiped a tear and ran as fast
as feet could carry her,
and when she closed the door all tight
her lips began to purr.

There a six-foot life-sized print
of naked Jake McGee
just holding out his cock to her
as hard as hard could be.

And on the floor in bows of pink
a box with printed name
addressed to her was just right there,
a little gifting game.

She opened it and found a friend
to keep her company,

a molded cast of what she knew
as the best of Jake McGee.