Page 45 of Phantom

Ronaldo said he’d visit me tomorrow, and it’s all I can think about. I wonder if he’ll touch me again or use his tongue in all his favorite places.

They are also my favorite places.

Though I can’t help but wonder if he’d like my tongue on him, too. I’ve thought about it many times over the months. Even dreamed about it. But I’ve never done something like that before, so today, I decided to practice. I never thought I’d live to see a day where I’m stuffing a banana down the back of my throat, but there I was, gagging on a piece of fruit.

My eyes watered instantly, and a tear tracked down my cheek.

And I just knew that if Ronaldo were there watching me, he would have loved the way I looked.

Now, I don’t know if I will ever look at bananas the same.