KEELEY’S JULY 31-DAY CHALLENGE
Shh, Don’t Share Your Secrets
If I didn’t share mine, I’d have nothing to write about.
Day Twenty-five prompt: Do you have any secret desires that are embarrassing to admit?
My secret desires are so secret I’ve even kept them from myself. That’s what the subconscious is all about. We crave, we want, we yearn, but only in our deepest sleep do our secret desires come to mind. And since I rarely remember my dreams, no such secret could I find.
Until I craved chocolate this morning, and I read Ruby Noir 😈’s entry about not disclosing her sex life, and suddenly, I knew. I have an unrealized secret desire. I’d love to wrestle in a ring of pure milk chocolate goo with another woman. The thought of slipping and sliding in the sweet cocoa mess entices me. What once was a secret desire to mud wrestle in my youth has morphed into brawling in my favourite treat.
Is this something I’d do in private?
No, that would take away the thrill. I’d love to wrestle in front of a cheering crowd. A bunch of well-wishers wagering on me to win the fight. I fantasize about using firm muscles like unripe mangos to thrash, flip, and playfully tussle with my partner as the liquid coats our every crease.
