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BLUEBLOCR
Social climber
joshua tree
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Nov 19, 2017 - 09:12am PT
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we been losing brothers everyday
it seems like
good to hear ur back
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 19, 2017 - 09:24am PT
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Ive chewed that too and its doez nuts whatz cost me the floorMay yer rivers always rambel may you soar 'ere ya wanna 'cause your the keeper at the door.
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unlocked gait
Gym climber
the range
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i'm the bouncer at the door of perception. thanks gnome.
dinae realize i'd worth....
so here's my immediate scheme.
it is never intentional.
i'm merely reflecting on what just happened....
i pull into starbucks, 6am and change.
i see my 'ol friend bonnie glancing acroos cool paevmnt 'neath the full moon cool light, stepping out for her break.
her car is parked next to mein.
she smiles. i throw my teeth at her while they remain in meigh 'ead.
she gets into her rig and proclaims to me, "i'm gonna have a smoke."
now i've known bonnie from 20 years past.
i've always had a crush on her, she is pure lovely.
i once made a move, dumb f*#k me with naught social savvie; which she very politely declined. (i'm sure she regrets this)
so i get ov' my truck. grab my tall can of beer.
let the dog oot of the passenger door,
and walk over to her truck and say, "can we sit with you?"
'please.' she gets back to me.
so i's walk aroond to the passenger door and climb in; the dog joins us at meigh feet. and we enjoy a lovely session of conversation, mutual respect. and wee bit of my throwing f*#king adoration upon her.
a big truck pulls up and out loads a crew of men. i nod.
ah can tell that the lot of them also long for bonnie.
because, who (with a heterosexual mind) wouldn't.
my bonnie lass' break ends and she got's back too work.
i finish my tall boy and head into the fragrant coffee bar.
now let me describe myself:
i'm very feminine on the exterior (i've gaught a smashing shape) and ah'm dooning female jeans that from the back make me look like i have a vagina but from the front because they are size 3 there is no where to hide my male appendage.
the idling construction werkers drop their stature and every bit 'o poise they once might 'av 'ad fails them though they retain their stamina and attempt without success to play it all off, cool like.
i oorder up and bonnie is flashing me context glances and i sit doon.
the f*#king construction crew is loosing teir shite.. who thu f*#kis this guy? they are all homo phobes, aah can teil.
so i flaunt the situation. and adopt some feminine gestures, all the while flirting with bonnie.
bonnie has striking facial features and an ass and chest to upset the best.
bonnie loves me. she's knows i'm married and i actual met my wife in an ol time coffee shop on one of bonnie's shifts. and bonnie loves my two girls. and she loves my dog. and i know she secretly wishes that she was my maight. because mine plight is not horrible: i've something like two houses a good job a dog a good drinking habit and sparkle in meigh tired eyes....
so their is naught a threat to anyoon.
except the faking republican boys who's entire soul is upset right now.
on my clock.
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fleeting
Trad climber
camino ca
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Jan 16, 2018 - 02:15pm PT
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"you wanna lock loins"
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