A bit less than a month ago, I entertained my beloved with a hefty blonde with huge breasts perched on high heels built out of Lego bricks (“Mimar Sinan,” December 11, 2013). Dressed in a red miniskirt, she had thick legs and bulging knees. But I rebuilt the awkward beauty yesterday. Once again, my beloved laughed and laughed when she returned home from her office. This time around, I stripped the blonde naked. Endowed with the widest of hips, her pubic hair is shaved daintily in the shape of letter “T.” For good measure, I made her heels even higher than before. Following latest fashion, the shoes now have sizable platforms, too. As I sit in my beloved’s apartment, I often stare at my latest Lego toy. Over and over again, my eyes shift from her stupid face to her crotch to her shoes. But the “T” attracts most of my attention, I am afraid. A bit annoyed by the proclivities of my brain, I am liable to build her another red miniskirt pretty soon.

Addendum (January 9, 2014)

Instead of a red miniskirt, I built a large penis with drooping testicles for the hefty blonde. In a jiffy, she has turned into a transvestite. This fits the rest of her awkward body quite well. Minus the huge breasts, of course. At any rate, the old “T” is gone for good. Whenever I now look at the Lego toy, my eyes shift from her stupid face to her shoes and back. That will show my silly brain, too. And Lego bricks are always at my fingertips.