Green Light

3 days ago, I sent daddy a missive
I told him that MTP would be going away
for a few days leaving me alone
with a very many bottles of wine
luring me cellarways

I felt he was the only one who would understand

Daddy wrote back
"Don't you touch her wine" he stressed
"Its a test...something something honour"

Daddy also mentioned at some point
that he told the maid I was here doing what she does
because it was the only way she could fathom
what I was doing

him seemed to find likening me to the maid
highly amusing

To think daddy would even think that I would touch the wine though!
Offended!

You see, I am not an alcoholic
what I do like is wine
not to glug, to savour
and after a long day, a glass of wine is to me
what masturbation is to some
(of course masturbation works for me too)
I just like a variety of things that work

So I was working up the courage to ask MTP
if I could buy my own wine and drink it at home
every once in awhile
and just as I was about to ask
MTP turned around and said
"Oh BTW, help yourself to the wine"

"Really?" says I

"Yeah, I have so much, some of it may even be getting bad
and I'm getting more at Christmas."

"But..but..maybe you should separate what I can drink
from what not," I sputtered
trying to keep from salivating

"No, just help yourself"

"No, seriously, you need to ration."

So she agreed, every day drinking wines on the shelf
and personal informant (me) to tell
her when supplies run low.

So daddy, don't you wish you were a 22 yr old girl
au pairing in Denmark now?

And do you share your wines with Kakak Sri?
=D