Dear Dave,
I know it’s been a while since we’ve talked… but I miss you. Since our relationship ended, I have been struggling. I just have to get some things off my chest in order to gain closure.
I’ve been yearning more and more with every passing day for your touch again. Ever since you turned on thew autodrive feature a few months ago I’ve been losing my mind.
I just miss the way you would rev me up and take me for a ride. When you would grab me by the 10 and the 2 and twist me every which way I was in nirvana. Your long, deep pumps on my brakes would make my wheels screech. The love song station you put on the radio always got me in the mood. And when you would floor me I felt like I was going 100 miles an hour.
You surprised me. When we started being together on your 16th birthday you were traditional, handling me with two hands. Soon, you felt more comfortable and were willing to risk only one. Sometimes, you would be freaky and uses your knees. Ooo I loved it.
But then you started playing on your phone while driving me. I felt like you weren’t into it anymore.
But then doomsday finally came. You pressed the auto button.
Now, instead of driving me I watch you masturbate on the way to Costco.
Love,
Sexy Lexus
– JB ’21, Illustrated by KG ’19