He came over, gave her a full body massage

He came over, gave her a full body massage and stretch, then brought her to full release. He brought her a sandwich and beer, took a shower, and left. She drank the beer, but took

umbrage at the fact that she appeared to be starring in a male fantasy. Why was she drinking beer & eating a sammich? Why had he gone to all that bother when she just wanted him to

curl up & die? Wait, this grilled muenster cheese & smoked turkey sammich was delicious! It made her want to... uncurl. She stretched out on the silk sheeted revolving bed, moaning

out Ode To Joy, content in the moment. A stray sunbeam crossed the bed across the bed and she swatted it to encourage it. The sunbeam didn't notice so happy it was in the Light. Sh

e frowned at the light, unhappy that it was ignoring her.

Later she heated some potato soup. At the bottom of the can she found a note from the light. "My poor flower, my concentrated attention is deadly, plus I must be evenly distributed

to allow for maximum growth. Something you continue to neglect! That is why, my precious flower, I must leave you. You need a different light, one that can do things for you i neve

r mastered. "Strong and almighty as I am, Petal, I'm still no match for the sun." So the flower planted itself in front of a sunlit window and basked in the warmth there.

The tortoiseshell cat blessed it with her whiskers and the flower thanked her. The plant grew nonstop for at least ten years without having to be refertilised or pruned.