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Do you know how they make glitter? Easy! I can do it. I'm not telling you how though. Ha ha. I make it all the time. I usually have a few odd bits of it on my clothes and face. Get's everywhere doesn't it! I make it for a living. I don't have a
bastard clue what you are on about. Or how my head came to be covered in the jizz of a "yellow-pinky".
As painful intrusions go the louis XVI mahogany strap-on chest of draws took some beating, but provided ample space for my small collection of varnished pets
some of which were fitted with 'Barry White' vocal chords and
'tool box' and would compulsively seduce unwitting house wives.
This, of course, would make a terrible mess of the carpet, if left to its own agenda.
It would eat the world and make a mockery of the whole stinking agenda, I felt physically sick by the end of the process and wished for an early bath, my socks would have made Napoleon blush.
Lee Anderson
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Harold Bishop
