Bottle Keeper
"lick my toes" said the bottle keeper
"no" i replied the bottle keeper then began to slowly open his mouth to reveal that he had no tongue
"look" he said with a sorrowful voice "i can no longer fulfil this need myself, for i have been left with no means to do so"
"my apologies" i said on the cusp of tears "i didn't know you had gone through such a mournful thing"
i shakily approached him struggling to hold in my tears i got down on my knees trying to remain graceful in the presence of the lame bottle keeper my mouth began to salivate i hesitated as i extended my tongue out to his toes, sure to remain gentle he said something to me
"remember your past but never be afraid to ask for help because of it" his tone was calm and comforting. i could describe it as though he may have been a mother talking to her child, helping them as she sipped from a glass of warm breast milk she had made herself
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