Our hero, if you can call him that, discovered the secrets (and limitations) of invisibility. If you do not appreciate dry humor, this story might not be for you.
I'm married to a beautiful unfaithful lying slut. And how do I know she is an unfaithful slut? Because I've seen her being unfaithful, the slut. Let me tell you about it.
All the wives in the wealthy, secluded town of Titshurt are beautiful young blondes with massive tits, and Tara thinks it's odd that none of them object to the cruel, unnecessary torments being forced on their tender breasts, day and night! Why do these women put up with it? The other wives keep telling Tara she'll find out on Saturday night, and sure enough, Tara soon discovers: Seven days of boob-abuse is worth the relief these sexy young wives receive at the weekly Titshurt Town Meeting!
I was only 14, waiting to meet my girlfriend, Norin, in the wood, to walk her home from school. Unfortunately, Buck Anderson, the school bully, and three of his friends, turned up at the wrong moment.
Casablanca in the thirties was a cosmopolitan sprawl of adventurers and chancers from all corners of the planet; its Wild West feel drew many into its seedy society. The political climate to the north, mirrored by the eternal African turmoil to the south, only served to colour its atmosphere; generating business for the myriad of nightclub owners.