To Heaven

Don't blush Jimmy goodwolf1966...
I've got a story to tell.  There was this girl...
that's how the best stories start...
early 20's, light skin, wearing a wife beater -

Her pokey dark nipples could be seen
right through the white A shirt.  
I saw them a bit later on as you'll see, too!
Don't blush...but it's ok to get excted!!!

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She passed me once on the highway...
short hair and wearing a wifebeater A shirt -
The tat on her deltoid was of a chick tongue out.
Clinches her being a dyke for sure.

I put down my pedal...fuelled by outrage...
I passed her easily wagging my tongue
as best I can copy the blondie tat.
If only she knew my inner thigh is similarly adorned!

Does she realize?  If she pulled over...
I would pull over.  Remove clothes and
lickety split we'd be licking wet slits!
I'd take her to Heaven (foreshadowing).

I can almost taste her.  I want to taste her.
Does she want me?  I'm older.  I wonder?
Passing me she blows a kiss...
Suddenly...her car is in pieces...OMG!

I pull over quickly and walk back.
People talking.  Vehicles damaged.
Faint sirens far away.  At least two dead.
She's dead.  They'll pick up pieces for hours.

I'm a morbid little bitch. High IQ. No morals!
I have an idea. A 50/50 chance.  I walk
back to my car trunk for a small blanket.
"I'm just gonna cover the girl." I say.

No one is paying much attention...
as I scoop up a prize.  "Blanket's too small."
I toss the small blanket back in the trunk
and grab a larger blanket.  

Her legs are broken.  The right side of her
face and right arm are gone.  I cover dead dyke
with the blanket we would have used!!!
Lot's of DNA all over that blanket!

I drive away.  Sexually frustrated.  
Fuck work.  I call in sick.  Oscar time!
Crying and gasping about the accident.
Girl in pieces made me PTSD vomit!

My prize is in the freezer two hours...
then I take it to my bed with lubricant.
Dyke girl fists me as I admire her tattoo.
She is in Heaven and I'm almost there!