Desultory and Impulsive

I shouldn't have started the practice of feeding the hummingbirds.

Now I gotta feed the little cocksuckers for the rest of the summer along with everything else.
 
Also...

Jennifer Lawrence and Ellen Page would make a cute couple.

They would probably be pretty good neighbors to have as well.


But then they both have pretty strong personalities. I can see them fighting a lot. I'd hate to have to call the police.
 
Sitting @ Mall of America.

Whenever I happen to find myself here I think about the first woman from lit that I had ever met in person.

It was from way the fuck back in the day.
Back when the internet still all felt new and in discovery of itself.

She stayed the weekend.


She flew into the cities
My wife and I drove over to pick her up.

I made a sign with her lit. name on it and waited in arrival

It was fun. I got a number of great looks from those in the know--but not in the know about lit. As far as I knew.

We stopped at MoA because it's right there... and why not? And we were kind of hungry.

She and my wife hit it off like sisters. It was weird. But felt normal.

At a point of walking around she was walking close to me. We were touching.

Our hands quietly kinda met and we locked our fingers together. Not really secretly. But not obviously either.

At one point she flat-out took hold of my hand and squeezed hard. I stopped and she said; no, keep walking.

So I did.
We kept holding hands
She kept squeezing, then letting go, then squeezing until she said she needed to find a bathroom.

During one of our conversations after we parted ways she confessed to have had inserted ben-wa balls into her vagina while in the bathroom at the airport.

I found myself wishing I had known at the time.
But still applauded her for her actions


No matter...
I look out at all the random people about me and I still find myself wishing I had known.
 
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It looks to be another good day today.

I almost feel it's rude to comment on this pic when I don't think I've ever commented on your text. I do read your thread from time to time but am never quite sure how to respond. Much easier when I can just say damn, that's a fine pic. Thanks for sharing.
 
I almost feel it's rude to comment on this pic when I don't think I've ever commented on your text. I do read your thread from time to time but am never quite sure how to respond. Much easier when I can just say damn, that's a fine pic. Thanks for sharing.

You; or anyone else, are not at all obligated to comment on anything I say or do. There is no membership to my thread. And it's not like I really make it all that easy for anyone to comment anyway.

So you are good. Drop all that has come to cause you to feel rude and embrace the reality of my appreciation of your comment.

Thank you:rose:
 
The window I was looking out of in the picture I posted overlooks a stretch of pasture land that is too rocky to really cut for hay. Just beyond that is a substantial hill. A mixed hardwood savannah of sorts spreads all along the crest of the hill.

Before all that is our driveway, our yard, two maple trees, our house, and finally me looking out the window watching the gentle breeze blowing the seed heads of timothy grass around in whirls and swirls, back and forth like waves on the ocean. Redwing blackbirds fly up from the surface like seagulls and bicker with each other just the same before settling back down in the grass only to do it all over again.

The sun is setting.

It won't be too long until the deer come out.
 
Also...

My testicles are hanging low
Which means that it's going to be a doggie-style night

Because I love the sound
And the dull ache I feel
When my scrotum slaps hard
Up against my wife's clit.
 
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