u know, one time, around the time of the advent of the euro -- we had a particularly cute friend in paris, heloise... she was dabbling with lesbian-ism -- she was a virgo, and very cute, we were both young, and full of hormones...
the following excerpt is based on a true story:
heloise and the lad from england agreed to a picnic together....
'come on then love, we'll just get scoot over to the supermarket and get some avaocados and cheese, shall we then?'
as the english lad spoke, heloise went through a number of natural, biological reactions: her blood began pumping extra blood to her cheeks where the capilleries dilated, her breaths came in short, labored bursts... her vagina, goodness gracious, its lips parted and began drooling like a starving tornado victim watching a care package drop slowly from the sky on yonder parachute...
somehow, the english lad seemed unaware of it all... he seemed to consider heloise as some kind of english sporting buddy from his croquet team.... he gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder and said, 'fancy we'd like some bangers too heloise!' and tousled her hair
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