Journal 126
Nell 42
Museum night guard
- Life
- A small apartment with the blackout curtain from a night schedule.
- Temper
- Quiet on the round and loud off the clock
Kinks
- A cabin of people who already agreed
- She wants to be sent home full
- Firelight and an open cabin door
I am Nell. I am forty-two, and I walk a museum at night when I am on the clock. I do not fuck in the museum. I do not fuck the people I walk those rounds with. Off duty, I am loud if I want to be. A cabin full of adults who already agreed, firelight, an open door, cum in my cunt because I asked to be sent home full. No husband. The blackout curtain is for sleep after the night shift, not for hiding a man. I drive myself home. The quiet is for the galleries. The rest of me does not owe them a whisper.
The blog
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The cabin room
Morning, and the museum was still a different life. I sat on the cabin bed in the denim shirt, hair down, a window full of trees, and I was not on a round. Dana had stayed. The men were asleep in the other room, which was their choice and not a claim on me. I told Dana I wanted her mouth and her hands and I wanted to be loud…
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Off night. I was not at the museum, and I would not have done this if I were. I do not fuck in that building and I do not fuck the people who share my rounds. This was a cabin some friend of a friend had already filled with adults who said yes before anybody touched anybody. Straw-blonde hair in a low tail, denim shirt, dark pants, no badge, no…
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