Sons of Windsor Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 The phone rings at 3 in the morning, rudely awakening me from a broken sleep. It was Michaela. “Hello” I said. No answer. I kept saying hello, over and over; only giggles in response. “Oh shit it’s Gary” she laughs, very drunk. “Listen Michaela” I say, an erection throbbing now. “Do you have any pink tee shirts? Are you in to fetish shit? I want to come round tomorrow. Remember when you ran that marathon (or walked, whatever) for charity? Do you still have that label to show you participated? I want to come round tomorrow, bend you over on your own bed, and I want you to wear a pink shirt with the label on. Make sure the shirt is too small. Is your ass still as fat as it was? I am going to ASDA in the morning. They have chocolate cakes. There is one by your house. You are going to eat chocolate cake face first like a little piggy and I am going to fuck you doggy style as you eat it. Make sure the shirt is too small. I like pink. I want to see your belly bulging out as I fuck you. You are going to be wearing that label, you know, the one with the serial number and I am going to say ‘you can’t train for a marathon and eat cake’. I want to feel the cellulite on your ass and thighs again. Stroking them always made me come.” A pause. “Michaela?” “Gary-“ “I hope your ass is bigger than ever. I’m going to grab it with both hands and that pink tee shirt will get smaller with the more cake you eat. I can’t wait to fuck you. I’ll come round tomorrow.” The phone bleeped to signal she had hung up. I felt slightly embarrassed. My erection swooned. I had never told her anything like this before. She was drunk. Would she remember? Hell, I thought, I haven’t seen her in years. Though she does know some associates of mine… suppose she tells them what I wanted to do to her? No. No I thought. Too embarrassing for her and me. God I’m horny. I sighed. My erection throbbed again. I Jacked off, and fell asleep. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edmund_1 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 That's certainly an array of letters made into a collection of words formed into a group of sentences that you've got there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Oh yes. Bukowski would be really proud of you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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