Taury (My Baby)
Before I was sixteen I was a nobody. I was a nothing. What was I going to do with my life? I was going to be a nobody. I was going to be nothing. I couldn’t believe my eyes one day. I found true love. I found my place in society. My balls finally dropped. This day was when I found my everything, my baby.
Some people would argue her amazingness. To me, she’s a true beauty and a true amazement. For months upon months, for years upon years, I dreamed about her. Every morning I would wake up with wet sheets and wood. Wow, I just cannot forget how gorgeous she was. Some would argue that she’s tan, she’s brown, she’s grey, she’s silver, she’s green. I would say she’s made of gold.
I ride her flawless curves with my eyes, but I will never touch her with my skin. When it’s hot, she’s scalding on the outside, but cold on the inside and that’s what really counts. When it’s freezing, she’s cold to the touch on the outside, but nice and toasty on the inside and that’s what really matters.
I love the way the smells. I can never get enough of it. Her aroma drives me crazy. Oh baby! It makes me salivate. It makes me hungry for her. It makes me thirsty. I just want her. I want to be inside of her. So you know what I do. I take it. She gives me everything. We’re finally attached.
It feels so good to be inside her. It’s nice and dry, no unnecessary wetness. She protects me from the outside word, from the outside elements. When I’m inside her it’s just her and I. Nobody else is interfering. It’s as if we’re in our own little world, on our other planet approximately 15.8 cubic feet of room to move around in.
I’ll admit that I’m selfish, but not too selfish. No, I won’t let anybody inside her in that one special spot. But they can go in anywhere else they want. She doesn’t mind, she’s used to it. Just not anybody in the back. She can’t handle it sometimes. You must be gentle with her. She will be very gentle with you, yet so rough at the same time. You can feel her throughout your entire body, inside and out.
I will never give up on my baby until the day she dies. She, my Taury, will always be mine. It kills me when she’s in pain and when I hear her cry. But, until that day, she will be my ‘99 Ford Taurus. We’ve been through so much. She’s getting older, but age is just a number, I’ll be with her everyday. However, sometimes it’s just not enough.
