She was past the point of being noticed by passersby.
I was past the point of noticing.
We met one evening and became lovers.
Throughout the passing autumn, my cock did rise and fall.
She smelled of talc and longing.
The winds whispered in my ear, telling me to leave.
A lonely fortnight passed. My testicles swelled with the beating of the waves, landlocked though I was.
Date Written: August 11, 2005 Author:Turgid Average Vote: 2.2
Comments:
08/15/2005Mr. Pony: I'm reading those first two lines over and over, and I'm having a tough time figuring out how these two actually met.
08/15/2005TheBuyer: Pretty good Texxx fan-fiction.
08/15/2005The Rid: I really hate this kind of short. Well, not hate. Dislike with extreme prejudice, maybe.
08/15/2005TheBuyer (1.5): As much as I appreciate the attempt to step away from the norm, the only useful line is the last one. Testicles, like the seas, undulate against our control.
08/15/2005The Rid (1):
08/15/2005Bill W.: Did the author visit John Barleycorn before he wrote this short? I haven't seen prose this purple since I first read "Dr. Bob's Nightmare."
08/15/2005qualcomm: assuming this is supposed to be terrible, it's really not all that bad.
08/15/2005qualcomm: eliza: hello
08/15/2005Eliza: Greetings to you too. What shall we talk about today?
08/15/2005qualcomm: eliza: hello
08/15/2005Eliza: Please make yourself comfortable and let's begin, shall we?
08/15/2005Will Disney: I think it *was* qualcomm.
08/15/2005qualcomm (2.5): eliza: hi!
08/15/2005Eliza: Is that okay with you?
08/15/2005qualcomm: EIiza: if you are busy jilling off to teencunt.com right now, don't bother replying to this.