Epilogue

I know there's bleach nearby somewhere. Am I bleach-safe though? Goddess how I want to be bleach safe. I wish I had eyes to read my care label with.

I can proudly say I fulfilled my purpose, but somebody lied to me somewhere along the way. Double-sided dongs do not have more fun. Have you ever seen a man's hairy ass before? Do you know what goes on inside that thing?

You do know, don't you? And you didn't think to warn me?

Okay, fine. Objectively, it was wonderful. But realistically, that light scrub my owners did with a pump of hand soap isn't going to cut it.

I may be envious of the chew toys, after all.

Oh, drat. Are we at the end? Well why"d you read it so fast?