Monday, 14 July 2008

I'm Lemonade!

I found my calling last night when I slipped my Jamaica through my legs to the bum crack and taped it up. Next I enveloped my legs in synthetics and twiddled my dee. An hour passed in a rush of titivating. Complete as I woman, I stood rapturous before the mirror and mumbled Buffalo Bill seductively. My mother entered. She looked mid stroke. ‘It puts the lotion in the basket,’ I shouted, waving ferociously at her to leave.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is brilliant. It's like you've seen deep into my heart.....and home video collection.

Remember, there's a little bit of Lemonade in all of us, but especially those poor souls at the clinic.