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March 02, 2004
something middle-eastern
it's become automatic to cover my nipples everytime he gets close to my breasts. self-defense at its best. the weight as he presses down on them is almost like pain, it treads the line into something which makes me hiss. exploring further south he leaves me with pelvic bruising. something which isn't actually visible, but bound to be there because air oofs out of my stomach and i tense up wishing it would stop. lying between my knees he stretches out to ravage my inner thighs.
Posted by michele at March 2, 2004 12:17 AM
Comments
Posted by: dianna at March 2, 2004 05:43 PM
it’s tough love, i admit it. i think being an indoor cat has made him much much fatter. i now call him fatoush. which makes me think baba ghanoush.
Posted by: michele at March 2, 2004 06:14 PM
Posted by: cody at March 2, 2004 07:15 PM
neutered, man. you are shit out of luck there. but we could…get a baby cat that looks like him and you could name him baby fatoush. i wish he and moosers weren’t eunuchs. they would make such adorable babies.
Posted by: michele at March 2, 2004 07:49 PM
some day, we will all be able to give birth to kittens, men and women will shun human offspring, and opt for feline children. it’s just a matter of time and technology. and the first person to do it gets to be king or queen of the pussies.
or we could just start a band.
Posted by: cody at March 2, 2004 10:10 PM
please. moosers would be the worst mother in the world. she’s such a ms. thang (which is why i love her). =)
Posted by: erica at March 2, 2004 11:00 PM