Crazy Adventures
"His stuff tastes terrible. Awful. It makes me want to vomit."
He made her swallow? That low-life motherfucker! Dead meat. He was dead meat.
"Shh. I know, honey. It tastes like bleach and bitter, salty phlegm. The texture is almost as bad as the taste. There's a trick to it. Once you learn to take him all the way into your throat, you won't taste it at all. Then you can pretend that it's raspberry sorbet, and beg for more."
Teri gave a little laugh, and I calmed. "Chocolate mousse?"