Alas, my love is gone
Up in he Seattle he rests
so I must put BOB to the test
But though my pleasure woes
I can live vicariously through my friends slash hoes
I rise to find the email gods have delivered this
a tale of fast moving love that you shant miss
"So we left the bar. I was pretty drunk, which probably somewhat precipitated the following events. Things had been getting somewhat hot and heavy all night, there had been a lot of flirting and the such going on. So I asked him if he wanted to come home with me. He said yes, of course. As we start to drive, I turned to him, my innocent eyes bright in the moonlight, and said "Have you ever had sex while driving?" He said no. I proceeded to remove my pants, unbutton his pants, and climb astride. At this point, he pulled over in order to fully remove his britches. Got everything situated and in position, started driving again, and bada bing bada boom. My ass kept honking the horn and my right knee was jammed in the crack between the seat and the door (and was bearing most of my weight, which is why it is so effed today). There were a couple times when he was like "Whoa! Lean to the right I can't see." Otherwise, I give it 3 thumbs up, it was a rip roarin' good time. :-)"
Le sigh. Sex is so much more fun when you are single. Even now I can't see the above story happening for me. And it's not that I wouldn't do it - I would, but it wouldn't be fun with the company I keep. He is all too concerned about the world around him and his own self confidence to "let it go" and and fun like that.
I need to find me a young, dumb, and willing 17 year old....
3 comments:
I love your little poem at the beginning ;-)
I can so see Crystal......."YOUR DOING IT WRONG!!!!!!!!"
LOL
Poem was too cute:) Hope BOB is keeping you good company!
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