melt banana.

Kyoko ate a banana. but she felt like it was the end of the world. unable to reconcile how something so simple could mean so little to her. "i must eat this banana. it has potassium. it will be good for me." to her delight, the yellow peel was a brilliant way to end the day. she considered the potential of covering herself with a skin- so thick. so smooth. and cooling. a perfect accoutrement to the stolid reservations she kept pinned across her breast. these complexities noone will ever look for. even if she removed every stitch of clothing, it would only be another naked girl. draped lickerish nerves, gloved licentious hands, material carefully covering every foul inch. this is how she loves