Her body feels so fucking perfect, I can hardly stand it. We’ve been waiting so long, fighting this so hard, that to finally be at the inevitable stage of completion almost feels like a fever dream. If I’m not careful, I’m going to miss it. I mean, I’m here, and I’m feeling, but if I let it, the adrenaline of my excitement could very well make the details hazy. And I want to remember every single second. I want this to be a core memory that I remember for the rest of life and afterlife and a million afterlives after that.
