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Click hereThere's all kinds you'll find
dented souls and concave minds
holes in the heart that need plugging
smoothing over the spots hurting
for gentle earth and care.
And even when you're good at restoration,
master body man, par excellence,
that chassis that you're dragging around
has more dents than car 8
at the fairgrounds demo derby.
There's some that say it's totaled
no hope for that wreck that keeps on rolling,
long past it's time for the junkyard...
and I don't know why they're so worried about my ride;
perhaps it's their pride in the old antique,
worry that repairs may be too costly,
afraid the mechanic will do more harm than good,
silly, I know; it just needs sandpaper, Bondo
and a lot of loving care, filling in
the low spots
Twice my comments disappeared into Cyber Limbo, so I recommended this in the forum instead.
a couple of misplaced apostrophe's don't detract (for me) from the warmth, understanding and gentle frustration you manage to convey using that knack you own for easy styling.... family, loved ones, try to protect where sometimes it's unnecessary but they mean well, and the voice of this piece is, overall, a loving one even if offered with a slightly sad smile.
faith in the mechanic has to be earned
favourite lines? all of the first part, '' that chassis that you're dragging around/ has more dents than car 8'', and ''and I don't know why they're so worried about my ride;/ perhaps it's their pride in the old antique,/ worry that repairs may be too costly,/ afraid the mechanic will do more harm than good''
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I know how it feels, but a little bondo goes a long way. Sigh.