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zoetrope1. As I drove home tonight, through one of the poorest areas in the country, I drove through a football game happening on the street.
2. Rodney leans in and licks a wet stripe along John's neck, working one, then two, then three fingers inside, and Rodney wants in that moment to turn John round, to push into him--
"Want to fuck you--" Rodney gasps.
"Yeah, do it--"
"Fuck--" Rodney's hips jerk into John's, and he pulls his fingers out suddenly, pushing John backwards, the two of them stumbling across the room until John's ass lands on the rickety table, tilting alarmingly.
"Shit!" John's hand's clutch Rodney's shoulders and they pause until the table seems to settle. Then John turns his head and fits their open mouths together, breathing "Yeah, fuck me, c'mon--"
3. I have a new laptop which is so so beautiful, but Photoshop doesn't work on it. WOE. Serious serious woe. It just crashes everytime it opens. Has anyone else had this problem? Help!
4. I went bellydancing last night! It rocked, as did my shimmying hips. I realised that what has been missing from my life up to this point is dance routines. Not enough dance routines. Though when I was wiggling my hips with a stick balanced on my head, I did have a moment of "... this is my life now?!"
5. Er, there is no five.
2. Rodney leans in and licks a wet stripe along John's neck, working one, then two, then three fingers inside, and Rodney wants in that moment to turn John round, to push into him--
"Want to fuck you--" Rodney gasps.
"Yeah, do it--"
"Fuck--" Rodney's hips jerk into John's, and he pulls his fingers out suddenly, pushing John backwards, the two of them stumbling across the room until John's ass lands on the rickety table, tilting alarmingly.
"Shit!" John's hand's clutch Rodney's shoulders and they pause until the table seems to settle. Then John turns his head and fits their open mouths together, breathing "Yeah, fuck me, c'mon--"
3. I have a new laptop which is so so beautiful, but Photoshop doesn't work on it. WOE. Serious serious woe. It just crashes everytime it opens. Has anyone else had this problem? Help!
4. I went bellydancing last night! It rocked, as did my shimmying hips. I realised that what has been missing from my life up to this point is dance routines. Not enough dance routines. Though when I was wiggling my hips with a stick balanced on my head, I did have a moment of "... this is my life now?!"
5. Er, there is no five.
