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It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, “The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.” This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today’s world.
The majority of today’s men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness — a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
LET’S EAT NOW, MOM! — a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us — and the extremes to which it may drive us.
Becky felt foolish, slightly embarrassed. Sitting on the toilet, her legs spread wide, she was pissing. For some reason she couldn’t understand, it excited her. Everyone had to piss, yet not everyone considered it exciting. But Becky found it highly pleasurable to piss, and to listen to the soft hissing sound as the golden liquid gushed from her cunt.
She imagined it would be exciting to see others piss, too. Boys, girls, everyone. And, be watched as she pissed.
Becky was tall and slender, with a beautiful body. Her dark hair was soft and shining, naturally wavy and worn long. Her green eyes sparkled, and she bubbled with happiness, friendly to all. Her complexion was exceptional, without blemish, a honey-colored tan from head to toe, except where her bathing suit blocked the rays of the sun.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.