The Plural of Double Entendre
April 28th 2006 09:50
The minute we walked into Mr. X’s apartment Taffy had an architectural orgasm.
It was a dark and gusty night. We’d scurried up Oxford Mall, arms linked, defying the sultry night wind tossing leaves through our hair, skipping nimbly over drunken men and tree roots.
And suddenly there we were, inside, alone. Well nearly alone, there was the little matter of negotiating Mr. X’s younger brother and his giant inflatable penguin.
“I call him Penguinzoar. None on earth may defeat him!”
Anyway, we were eventually alone, in Mr. X’s room, nervously eying each other and the bed. I was a coward, announced I was taking a shower, and disappeared. And when I returned they were in bed and kissing passionately so the ice must have been broken somehow. Possibly when Mr. X started stripping.
But I didn’t run away out of fear. I had indeed dark Machiavellian purposes, and a hidden agenda that had dominated my thoughts ever since Mr. X slid his hand between Taffy’s thighs.. and she didn’t object. Yes, I wasn’t as innocent as I’d like to seem. In fact, this wasn’t the first time Mr. X and I had lured another girl into an erotic encounter.
It was a dark and gusty night. We’d scurried up Oxford Mall, arms linked, defying the sultry night wind tossing leaves through our hair, skipping nimbly over drunken men and tree roots.
And suddenly there we were, inside, alone. Well nearly alone, there was the little matter of negotiating Mr. X’s younger brother and his giant inflatable penguin.
“I call him Penguinzoar. None on earth may defeat him!”
Anyway, we were eventually alone, in Mr. X’s room, nervously eying each other and the bed. I was a coward, announced I was taking a shower, and disappeared. And when I returned they were in bed and kissing passionately so the ice must have been broken somehow. Possibly when Mr. X started stripping.
But I didn’t run away out of fear. I had indeed dark Machiavellian purposes, and a hidden agenda that had dominated my thoughts ever since Mr. X slid his hand between Taffy’s thighs.. and she didn’t object. Yes, I wasn’t as innocent as I’d like to seem. In fact, this wasn’t the first time Mr. X and I had lured another girl into an erotic encounter.
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