In the dimly lit room, the pumpkin twitched under the touch of the knife. The sound of flesh being cut through the thick, orange skin echoed in the air as the woman watched intently. Her breath quickened as she anticipated the festivities to come.
With a deft movement, the knife sliced through the last bit of flesh, revealing the pumpkin's plump insides. The woman reached in and scooped out the seeds and stringy goop, her fingers wet with a mixture of saliva and pumpkin juice.
As she worked, she couldn't help but imagine the feel of something else filling up that empty space - something long and hard, pushing against her walls, filling her completely. She licked her lips nervously, wondering if she dared to go through with such a taboo act.
Finally, she mustered up the courage Finally, she mustered up the courage to confront her fear of heights and went skydiving for her birthday.
