College Party
Last night I went to a college party. I didn't get home until 9:30 the next morning. My jacket is missing and from the state of what clothes I did bring home, it looks as though I rolled in the mud for shits and giggles.
I got some chick's number but I don't remember her name. She sat in my lap for a good portion of the night and morning. We discussed her lesbian experiences in graphic detail while I stroked her thigh with one hand and groped her ass with the other. She let me glimpse the merchandise, but we didn't have sex. Good thing, too. I'm not sure I could have found the right orifice, plus I didn't have a condom.
I don't remember much else, but I had a fantastic time, and all the little college boys watched in awe as I worked my magic with the most desirable chick there. Good to know I still got it.
Last edited by Gribble; 07-03-10 at 04:28 AM.
God, so atrocious in the Old Testament, so attractive in the New--the Jekyl and Hyde of sacred romance.
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