My Bath Water
Bottled from My bath. What you do with it is your affair.
$45
For your pleasure — and for Mine. Sent discreetly, always.
Bottled from My bath. What you do with it is your affair.
Mine, and unwashed — sent sealed, so you’ll know it was.
Molded from life — an exact likeness of Me, in silicone. The closest most men will come.
A dozen, long-stemmed, by Friday. You’ll know they’re from you.
The bottle I’ve had My eye on. Put it on My vanity.
Thigh-high boots, cut to My measure. I’ll wear them; you’ll only imagine it.