Last Day of Classes
February 18, 2005
Today the concourse was full of unexplainably beautiful people. Leather jackets. Lean asses. Muscular strides. Everyone looked fuckable. My head throbbed with sudden narrative urgency and my cock felt heavy and murderous under layers of clothing.
Posted by Tudor at 09:13 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackSounds like a raging case of spring fever to me. I’ll write you a prescription for a passionate fling…(scribblescribblescribble). Have fun! And if any other symptoms occur call my office and we’ll book you an appointment at a local rub n’tug.
Posted by: Meghann on February 19, 2005 at 12:19 AM“Today the concourse was full of unexplainably beautiful people.”
I was in the concourse today!
Yessssssssss.
— Ken
Posted by: Ken on February 19, 2005 at 01:26 AMDamnit, sounds just like my day at the mall last week, I sympathize…except for the heavy murderous cock part, I wish a vagina could be described in better terms, I’ll have to think of something ;)
Posted by: Laura on February 19, 2005 at 01:30 AMRub n’tug? Hahah! Yes — that’s one way to take care of the problem.
And Laura, I’m not sure if you’ll find better terms to describe a vagina than wet and … umm … gaping.
Posted by: Tudor on February 19, 2005 at 12:52 PMGaping? YEEEARGH!!!!!
Posted by: Meghann on February 19, 2005 at 01:22 PMhow about carnivalesque?
Posted by: Chris on February 19, 2005 at 02:56 PM