Cake And A Gift
"Two lonely people find a way."
Skin to skin they lie, “Only expected cake,” he gaspsShe whispers, “Two lonely people.”“I’m sevent—"“No ages.”“You’ve often brought cake.”“Your birthday.”“Your gift? Touching your breast?”“You’ve always ogled them. I wanted your touch. Yesterday, while gardening, you removed your shirt.”“You noticed?”“From my...