Chapter 2

I read it once again, "Wait for me. Do not open the box!!!", but we all know what curiosity did to the cat. I rightfully expected that Cammy only left those instructions to egg me on, to get me to open the box. Whether or not that was true, I didn't care, however, I did plan on using that excuse later on in the day when she got home from work.

Initially, I spent about ten to fifteen minutes trying carefully open the ribbons, but my boson's mate of a wife tied one hell of a beautiful knot. Being a bit of a narcissist, I decided to use Alexander's Gordian approach, but obviously used a pair of scissors instead of a sword, but the result was the same.

I could swear that there must have been a simultaneously
strong earthquake happening the moment I cut the knot, as our house shook to its foundation, and thus causing the beautiful red and pink box to fall to floor.

After the ground and walls stopped rumbling, my own belly began to grumble. I was then hit with a hunger pang so sharp that it almost dropped me to my knees. I felt weak, dizzy, and the floor seemed to be pulsating a bit. Seeing as how I'd eaten a boat load of mushroom earlier, I suspected these symptoms, as well as possibly the "earthquake", might all have been caused from their psychedelic effects. Little did I know.

Too hungry to think of anything else but food, I gathered myself and made my way over to the freezer and took out a half eaten container of Rocky Road ice cream.

"No wonder Cammy's so fat", I mused to myself, remembering that she ate half the container by herself, with a spoon, directly from the container last night. Well, I was high and horny as fuck, so I decided to just go for it and imitate her gluttony. Sure it was alot, more than I'd ever allowed myself to eat, but "who cared?" I was high, alone, and wanted nothing more than to just indulge my fantasies.

Maybe it was because I was sooooooo high, but I'd never tasted anything so delicious in my life. I ate fast and sloppy, getting a good bit of chocolate ice cream across my face and even some on my shirt, but I didn't care. It was Valentine's Day and I was gonna indulge for once.

"What harm could on day do?"