He’s just standing there, contemplating the world… maybe what he’ll have for lunch, or what chores he’ll do today.. with his cock in hand. LOOK. That’s not a bottle. it’s even stained the same colour as his arms. Cock poking out of his pants.
What was even BETTER? Ex Man put a price
on this dirty fuck, and put it on the shelf. At least 4 little old
ladies picked it up and oohed and aahed over how it was a REAL wood
carving. Do you know how HARD it was to NOT lose my shit when they all
said “Real Wood.”????
Life is Good.
Grace.
P.S. I’m pretty sure I get laid off from
the thrift store in a week. After Christmas, it gets pretty quiet over
there. They are gonna close for the week of the 23rd to the 27th for
Christmas holidays. I have no idea how I’ll entertain myself until
Spring.
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