Pftooy! Pftooy!

[Xelebes]

I burned my hand a day or two ago with some hot oil. Blisters in my knuckles - juicy ones at that. And hey gotta pop sometime. Just that I wish they didn't explode with the force of a stuntcock's special goo at my face - like it was my turn at the bukkake shop. Ugh.

Now, back to pleasant thoughts.

 

[damppanties]

Oh. My. God.

Are you sure you didn't read the latest story I started writing about an hour ago?

Brett lined the nails of his index fingers on either end of the zit and squeezed inward, pressing into his cheekbone at the same time. At the same moment the pain got too much and he was about to give up, the little pale pit broke free of the skin and splatted against the mirror.​

Those are the first two sentences.

 

[Xelebes]

No, I did not. But I must ask, did he go on to the next zit and have just as much success with it? Inquiring minds want to know!

 

[slyc_willie]

. . . there goes my appetite . . . .

 

[Xelebes]

I'm sure you didn't have much of an appetite to begin with.

 

[damppanties]

No, I did not. But I must ask, did he go on to the next zit and have just as much success with it? Inquiring minds want to know!

No, he didn't. He finished washing up, dressed and went downstairs to breakfast. And from there, he'll go to school. But who knows what will befall him on the way!

 

[Xelebes]

No, he didn't. He finished washing up, dressed and went downstairs to breakfast. And from there, he'll go to school. But who knows what will befall him on the way!

Oh my, oh my! Maybe he meets a lady! Oh-ho! A fine lady who finishes the task? Oh-ho-ho-ho!

 

[damppanties]

Oh my, oh my! Maybe he meets a lady! Oh-ho! A fine lady who finishes the task? Oh-ho-ho-ho!

*Blark!* No!

 

[Xelebes]

Oh I know there are ladies out there like that...

 

[damppanties]

Oh I know there are ladies out there like that...

How? *raised eyebrow*

 

[Xelebes]

I do not know how or why but do know that they exist.