He veers to the right, to the left, on a crooked diagonal stomping as he goes, doing a special kind of walk, trying to anchor the soles of his feet to the pavement, so he won’t fall or stumble and look like a prat. A drunk myself, drunk right now, I know that walk. So […]
This is a small chapter from my young-adult fantasy novel which right now I’m calling Binder. More of a proposal, it’s in the beginning stages and subject to major overhaul, particularly the names of things. I welcome your comments and feedback. The tree’s trunk, bulbous and scabby, squatted on the banks like a fat old
Tento týden mě můj penis budí dvakrát až třikrát za noc. V tomto příspěvku popisuji, jak mě George vzbudil a strčil mi prst do mého pisshole.
After luring Arssi up the hillock on the north side of the station — the one with the big cement vent behind which all the homeless people piss and shit, and sometimes fuck — in a drunken state the other night, I leaned back on the vent and aggressively kissed him. Surprising me, he put
Přitisknu ho k sobě, tak silně, až zachrčí. Myslím, že jsem mu ublížila, protože mi sklouzne po břiše, mine rozkrok a klesne na kamenný chodník. Má na sobě ustřižené kalhoty a já se na hloupou vteřinu bojím o jeho kolena. Trochu se snaží najít můj zip, ale já si jen rozepnu pásek a nechám džíny spadnout. Chci cítit svůj holý zadek ve větru, své péro venku v mokré noci.
This is a small chapter from my young-adult fantasy novel which right now I’m calling Binder. More of a proposal, it’s in the beginning stages and subject to major overhaul, particularly the names of things. I welcome your comments and feedback. The tree’s trunk, bulbous and scabby, squatted on the banks like a fat old
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