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<blockquote data-quote="alsih2o" data-source="post: 586364" data-attributes="member: 4790">ha!well, i finally found a box with a few older pieces i managed ot get published.&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />&nbsp;The Slow Medicines&nbsp;The lifejackets and wheeelchair pads i have donned on&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; you everyday for the past week&nbsp;and the cautious excitement of the children as they&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; approach a person who can't run&nbsp;after them or even speak approval of their longing &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; to touch these gilded toys&nbsp;and straps that hold you in place for proper breathing &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; and distribution of weight&nbsp;do not match up in any way to the hours we spend together &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; every morning&nbsp;preparing you to trek through the camp for your six hours&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; of waking activities.&nbsp;It is my responsibility to dress you during this week&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; of reluctant motherhood.&nbsp;It is my responsibility to press this thickly lubricated&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; shunt into the short shaft that&nbsp;is your penis, as the wet, weighted resistance of it is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; swallowed into you you&nbsp;show no loss of dignity in your limited range of expression,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; there is no real&nbsp;way to tell if you are comfortable until the act is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; done and then&nbsp;to ask you and move you again and again until you give&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; me some involuntary smile of relief.&nbsp;Feeding you wagers on all the same principles of tubes&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; doing proper work with proper lubrication and waiting&nbsp;for signs of some unspoken sort of discomfort or a choking&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; need for attention,&nbsp;during these moments i find myself easily able to talk&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; for both of us,&nbsp;easily able to give my excuses and yours in the same&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; breath if neccessary.&nbsp;When we are out together you become a travelling masked '&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ball with your face hidden&nbsp;in the crook of oyur thin arms elbow, your entire body&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; pregnant with tubes.&nbsp;When we are together this afternoon i will pull you with&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; me off the sailboat&nbsp;and into Lake Erie where we can float on our large orange &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; life preservers for the twenty&nbsp;minutes or so it takes the small boat to make its large&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; arc to the beach for more&nbsp;passengers in straps and braces, there i will finally&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; remove your catheter&nbsp;so that you can relax in the floating and feel the warmth&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; of the lakes top water.&nbsp;There you can forget about our private morning fumblings&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; and forget about your liquid food&nbsp;and together we will float there and forget the slow&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; medicines and machines of our days.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="alsih2o, post: 586364, member: 4790"] [b]ha![/b] well, i finally found a box with a few older pieces i managed ot get published. :) The Slow Medicines The lifejackets and wheeelchair pads i have donned on you everyday for the past week and the cautious excitement of the children as they approach a person who can't run after them or even speak approval of their longing to touch these gilded toys and straps that hold you in place for proper breathing and distribution of weight do not match up in any way to the hours we spend together every morning preparing you to trek through the camp for your six hours of waking activities. It is my responsibility to dress you during this week of reluctant motherhood. It is my responsibility to press this thickly lubricated shunt into the short shaft that is your penis, as the wet, weighted resistance of it is swallowed into you you show no loss of dignity in your limited range of expression, there is no real way to tell if you are comfortable until the act is done and then to ask you and move you again and again until you give me some involuntary smile of relief. Feeding you wagers on all the same principles of tubes doing proper work with proper lubrication and waiting for signs of some unspoken sort of discomfort or a choking need for attention, during these moments i find myself easily able to talk for both of us, easily able to give my excuses and yours in the same breath if neccessary. When we are out together you become a travelling masked ' ball with your face hidden in the crook of oyur thin arms elbow, your entire body pregnant with tubes. When we are together this afternoon i will pull you with me off the sailboat and into Lake Erie where we can float on our large orange life preservers for the twenty minutes or so it takes the small boat to make its large arc to the beach for more passengers in straps and braces, there i will finally remove your catheter so that you can relax in the floating and feel the warmth of the lakes top water. There you can forget about our private morning fumblings and forget about your liquid food and together we will float there and forget the slow medicines and machines of our days. [/QUOTE]

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