Feathers, a tool he always imagined using, his fantasy tool. Underneath his bed was a wooden box the size of a shoe box and inside this box was feathers of all kinds, big and small, fluffy and stiff. Some came from feather dusters, others came from pillows, and a handful were ordered off of those adult websites that sells kinky toys and tools for sexual tickling and teasing. No doubt no one ever thought of using them on a nose, but that was Benjamin's desired target. A nice sensitive nose that would surely succumb to the power of a feather.
"I've got the feathers, now all I need is Mia."
Speak of the devil, someone was knocking on his door. A long white feather was selected from his collection and placed into his breast pocket before he rushed to answer his door.
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