Everybody’s got secrets

“Hey.”  I have the coolest big sister out of all my friends.  It’s not just because she has a verse of The Raven tattooed along the inner fingers of her left hand.  She talks to me about everything and tells me I can ask her anything, anything at all.  She wants me to have all the social advantages she did not.

“Hey.”  I know she’s come to my room to ask me about The Bullet.  It’s been missing from her bedside for three days but she just noticed today.  I know she  knows I took it, but she won’t just come out and bust me about it.  I hadn’t asked her about masturbating or vibrators but she had mentioned them when I asked about whether I should let Ryan rub me down there.  I wanted to tell her that I did figure out that I just wanted to be touched down there and it had nothing to do with Ryan.

I figured it out with the little vibrator I found in her room.  I just couldn’t tell her right now while it was still stuck inside me.

8 min in bed, 3.19.13; inspired by a comment in a waiting room on Dundas St. E, TO