The beginning of David's day

There were so many things David could do now that he was free of his living cock, but the first thing he had to figure out was what to do with the card 2 had given him.

Throwing it away wasn't enough. Tearing it up or burning it didn't feel like a sufficient celebration of being free.

"111 Swallows Way

05/27

11:59 PM"

He read it and had a brilliant idea.

He lodged the card onto the crevasse of his bedroom mirror. He would buy a bottle of champagne and at midnight on 5/28 he would celebrate Destiny's riddance from his life once and for all.

Then he would probably tear up the card before burning it and sending the last remnant of her to the hell it and she belongs.

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David took a shower, with water, using soap...and appreciated the silence of the process.

He got out. Brushed his teeth. With an actual toothbrush and toothpaste. Appreciating the minty taste. It buried the relentless flavor had had endured for...he didn't want to think how long...

As he brushed. He found his eyes frequently glance down to his dick in the mirror. He didn't know why.

It was probably disbelief that he was finally free.

He got out of the bathroom. The minty clean taste still enchanting his breath- and he felt a slight twinge of loneliness.

He shrugged it off as he prepared to get dressed. He opened his underwear drawer and stared at it for a bit before closing it without grabbing a pair.

For some reason, it didn't feel right.