I have no imagination and no life. You, I find so fascinating that I want to spend hour after hour, learning about your sexual life and fantasies, and writing it down in the way you want. I find fulfillment in pleasing you, an anonymous stranger, because I am here to serve you.
you do it to me every time Coolville... i get suckered in sooooo easy!
here was i, sitting wading through the threads, minding my own business... wondering what's been happening since i logged off last night.
then whammo! your thread hits me between the eyeballs.
quickly, breathlessly, i click on the thread title... expecting, nay anticipating... to read your latest escapade.... and what happens??? not a darn thing. hurrumph.
i am deeply disappointed. *sigh*
oh well, back to the drawing board...
and for a while there i actually thought i had a life. rofl
I like the image of a horny story. I picture it chasing around a sonnet with its dangling modifier. Wait, baby! I've got a run-on sentence you wouldn't believe!!! Really, I only want to squeeze your tight little stanzas.