the sheets smelled like her and i lived for it, i live for her. i heard a knock and i scurried out of bed hoping to see that crooked perfect smile of hers but instead i was greeted with the lady from downstairs. she let herself in and let her hands explore my bare chest and i coughed to create some distance then i muttered not today. she pouted but nodded, she kissed me on the mouth and left. all i thought about was how dolly's lips tasted and if they tasted like the rest of her? sweet.