202. A Pleasureful Plummet


Oh shit
Oh shit
I’m sixty-nine thousand feet up in the air –
And now I just realize it.
I trained so hard for my A license
To jump out on my own
Oh shit
And now I’m falling falling falling
Through clouds past birds down down
And am realizing it
That I trained to learn the thrill
And a thrill I sure am having
But not the one I expected
And not one I’m sure I want
Oh shit
Why didn’t I realize it
When I slipped this flight suit on
Or strapped down all the harnesses
That feeling this pressure
On my breasts
And feeling the tug
Between my legs
And being subject to this show
Of gravity and wind upon my body
Would force out this reaction
A secret I didn’t even know I had
So how can I help it –
Oh shit
I’m so freaking aroused and can’t do shit about it
But fall the rest of the way
And pray those falling behind me
Think they’ve burst a raincloud on a crystal-clear day.