Sunday, July 03, 2005

Apathy Jack writes:

There’s one of my little girls. In that way that sometimes happens with the Teaching, in addition to educating her on ancient Roman religious practices, I am also a combination Father/Councilor/Advice Columnist/Big Brother/Whatever else needs doing during any given crisis.

So this little girl, wearing a dress that leaves, by my rough estimation, almost eighty percent of her uncovered, takes me by the hand, leads me to the dance floor, and proceeds to dance with more energy and sensuality than most people put into sex.

God I hate ball season.

3 comments:

dreamer said...

o_O

RSJS said...

Isaac, being a cock-tease, doesn't mention the vicious rogering he bestowed upon young Bessie after her inflaming dance of passion doubtless to some jive hip-hop music. But we know it happened. And that he ought to be ashamed using Brain Stab as an outlet for his letters to Paedophile Penthouse.

Blair said...

Truly I am in the wrong job...