I have no idea where this one came from... Sitting on the throne of repose, with my odor insulting my wife. The odor wasn't the only thing that popped out.
Our ageing retiree used to be a magistrate, handing down sentences to juvenile offenders! So, it's more than a little provoking to find a couple of petty criminal girls helping themselves to his garden, casually sunbathing!
A tale of two people at a party who head for the basement and do what comes naturally (as well as several unnatural acts) with as much grace and skill as can reasonably be expected of a pair of drunk geeks who just met.
A Silver Clitorides finalist for November 2001