Music Suggestion: My Pants by Lonely Island/
Title: Prawn
He caressed her curves and ran his fingers through her voluptuous mane. She whinnied in pleasure. He smiled in satisfaction. This was the last time he'd see her, he wanted to make the most of it. She was getting riled up though. He was being too rough. His fingers got caught in her thick mane.
This was going on way too long. It was already 6 a.m. and they needed to finish up. Others wanted their turn. But, she only had eyes for the one in front of her. She looked pleadingly in the eyes of her beloved. He stroked her back lovingly and with tender care. He knew not to touch too hard. She might bite.
She loved him, but pain was pain. Their relationship would never work. He was way too young. But, he was addicted. She was like his own personal brand of heroin.
Parting was such sweet sorrow. Someone called his name, time to go. He had one last glance, and then he was gone. He walked away, but knew one thing. He would never forget her and he would always love visiting the petting zoo.