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Hello my name is Sally Graham I’m 18 years old or at least was and like any girl my age I dreamed of partying with friends and boyfriends or in my case girlfriends that and off course head to college, graduate and start a career and a life, my life. But it was not to be. My mother made sure of that when she killed me over 2 months ago now. Just as I thought I was about to head out for my independence and place my mom as far away from me as I could the bitch suffocated me with a plastic bag”.
So while other 18 year old girls go shopping, partying, dancing, go to the beach or study all I can do is lay naked and motionless spread eagled on the hall room floor of my mother’s house. Oh didn’t I tell you already? She decided that I did not need clothes anymore from that point on. I guess she was right, is not like I can feel cold or hot or anything for that matter. Yet I somehow can see and remember everything but not through my eyes either.
Is hard to explain is like watching from a camera attached to one’s forehead at an oblique angle I cannot shift my gaze on my own either. My mom decided to preserve me or rather preserve my body with some crazy concoction of her own making using her expertise as a mortician. What she did not know is that apparently she trapped my very soul as well. I hate my mother for what she did to me, for denying me a future, a life, everything! And yet she is the only company I now know. So I find myself longing for her return home as well, how pathetic is that?
Trapped in this now seemingly indestructible flesh cage that only serves as my mother’s personal sex toy I imagine how much she probably wets herself thinking of what awaits her at home after she returns from work. I already told you about not being able to move on my own, being dead and all right? Well that’s why I long for her return because she gives motion to this useless limbs and a change of scenery from having to watch a piece of the ceiling all day is not bad either.
The routine is always the same each morning she fondles and caresses me and licks my lifeless nipples and kiss me goodbye, telling me how much we are going to have when she returns from work. Then when she returns she asks how my day was! As If! “Yes mom I had a wonderful day watching the same piece of the ceiling, oh and did I mention I would very much like to ring your neck?” That’s what I’d say if I could.
Then she showers puts her workout attire and uses me for her calisthenics so when does leg splits she makes sure my lifeless legs split alongside hers, she does her pushups using my breasts as cushion for her hands, she just relishes how my lifeless flesh bounces with the rhythm of her daily exercise routine. Then she showers a second time comes out with only a robe which she removes to reveal just skimpy underwear and proceeds to have sex with my lifeless body in every imaginable and unimaginable way.
She poses my body in as weird and erotic poses as possible face up or down, she licks every inch of my skin, I know because for what little I can see she goes from head to toe and back, then she licks and sucks my nipples hard, so hard one day they might break and I hope she chokes on them the bitch. Then she goes downtown and licks and sucks my lifeless pussy and clit until she is exhausted, then she rests atop my breasts and my body still lightly moves at the rhythm of her breath and her slight movement while she’s asleep, then wakes up and kisses me on my dead lips moves my head mockingly in an affirmative way and asks did I have good time.