Blowing in a bottle of soda till it fizzes and overflows was her one of the
favourite child hood activity. She applied the same science to the bloated
flesh straw that now lay in between her hands. Except that, in this case she could
not demarcate the straw and the bottle, or rather the straw from the bottle.
Also, the difference lied in the contours of the two bottles. The one she used
to hold in her childhood differed a great deal in appearance to the one she was
holding now. The one in the present form had no defined arcs like the voluptuous
one from her younger memories.
But within a moment of blowing up she realized that the one in her hand and mouth right now had the term SEXy adhered to it; though the simple soda bottle back then seemed more SEXy owing to its curved figure. Nevertheless, she went on with her act of blowing up with the semi and disconnected attention and involvement from all of her 5 senses. Yes, it did smell and sound too. She wondered that those 2 particular sense forms must also have been classified under the SEXy category.
But within a moment of blowing up she realized that the one in her hand and mouth right now had the term SEXy adhered to it; though the simple soda bottle back then seemed more SEXy owing to its curved figure. Nevertheless, she went on with her act of blowing up with the semi and disconnected attention and involvement from all of her 5 senses. Yes, it did smell and sound too. She wondered that those 2 particular sense forms must also have been classified under the SEXy category.
