My Monster

Intense Feeling

Ronnie's "buddy" is Travis

Travis is now my new best friend.

We met in Las Vegas as Ronnie and I went for a little road trip --

Well, actually, it was a huge road trip; since we started in Massachusetts.

But we couldn't go by plane, we were bringing some crystal ice,

and on the way back we would have some cold-hearted smack.

Oh yeah, this was where I like it.

First off--

we were in the city of opportunities with drugs

and we were able to do whatever the fuck we wanted in this forsaken town.

Travis is the same age as us, and has a pretty awesome apartment.

It's huge,

white,

rich with smells of expensive cologne.

And it looks like it belongs to a well-payed lawyer. 

I took one look at Travis, and he looked nothing like Ronnie.

Ronnie was attractive by his bad-ass look and attitude of "I don't give a fuck,"

Travis was attractive because he looked like a lawer,

tricked out with some expensive clothes,

a clean hair cut,

and just small stubs as his facial hair.

He gave me a wink, asking me if I was ready,

I gave him that same look I gave Ronnie the first time we met,

Part of the reason was because Ronnie told me to be "nice" to this guy;

give him whatever he wants or asks for, or else.

And the other part was just because he was so damn sexy.

I licked my lips, "I was born ready." I whispered, almost too proud;

But my adreniline was running, I couldn't help the feel of my musceles,

The aching feeling of want.

He got it all ready for me.

I was ready to slam it down my vien,

but he slowly pushed it in for me,

Pushing the top,

Leaking the fluid into my body.

Intense.

Intense.

Intense.

What a rush.

I rolled my eyes back with this rush I felt.

Felt the voices of the two of them whispering from so far away,

even though they were just right next to me,

Feel the Rush,

Intensive feeling flowing through my body...

That was the very moment, I had said goodbye to my beloved crystal ice.