Beef Jerky

Beef Jerky
1) I see something eyeing me out of the corner of Kelly, just calling my name. As I diligently walk to the corner, the suspense of solving this little mystery was starting to escalate. Then it did it again, it called my name out and as I turned to look, I spotted the bag of Matador Original Beef Jerky. This red colored bag of tender beef had my appetite raging like an angry bull that was being teased. I must have it I tell myself. Then as I look at the price tag, a sharp pain comes shooting through my body. WHAT THE HELL 5.99 FOR A SMALL PORTIONED BAG, as I am yelling with myself inside my head. As I argue with myself, deciding if the bag is really worth it, I am slowly melting away into my temptation and no sense of logic would win this fight. I make it to the cashier, calmly waiting till I get the chance to dig in. I take the change and make my way back to the room. As I am sitting down and tearing open the top of the bag, a whiff of the beef jerky stings my right nostril, like a hunter getting a whiff of its prey. Its time! As I immerse my claw into the bag, I pull up a beautiful piece of beef, sliced thin in its rectangular shape. I just gaze at its elegance, waiting till the second that I can dig my teeth into it. As the clock hits midnight, I clamp my teeth in and all of a sudden, my taste buds are indulged with a salty texture of succulent beef. As I tear it apart I cannot escape the orgasmic hold this jerky has put upon me. I keep eating until I finally reach the bottom of the bag. I look up and its only 12:02, I was left feeling used and betrayed as I was holding an empty bag. I let it slip through my fingers while I started second guessing my initial investment. Disappointing as it may be, the time we had together was invaluable. Till the day we meet again, I will be holding onto the memory we recently shared. Returning back to reality, I start to ponder in my logic of the actions I took apart in. In this endless struggle between both sides, I lose interest and fall into my shameless and disgusted state desperately in need of a cold shower.