My Bellybutton Thumped Lovingly

No one controlled my body like Marian did. Every time she walked by my desk, I spun in my chair, eyes twitching violently. I had the misfortune of sharing an elevator with her one afternoon, and I did jumping jacks the whole way down. I wet myself on the first floor, then pulled out all of my hair, stuck it in an envelope and sent it to her via interoffice mail.

After I got fired, I moved to a smaller place, no washer. The first time I walked into the laundromat, I caught a familiar whiff, and my bellybutton thumped lovingly.

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Title by: Amandy
Story by: Nick

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