Monster

His skin felt wet, like paint that could never dry.
I hated myself for how I felt about him. Yes, he was almost handsome, cocky but kind too...
but his odor was foul, even after he showered it remained on his body hair and seeped from his skin. Letting the phone ring was not the problem, getting his stink off of me was.I felt sick all week. I had sex with a monster.