Sep 042014
Pensioners’ group, Addingley
After fantasising about Internet Man for a while to get warm, I have a sensation on my inner leg and I know that, if I looked down, I would find a silvery filament has descended from my pubic hair and stickily engaged with the flesh of my thigh. Like a spider letting down its thread, or like Rapunzel letting down a single shiny silvery hair as though saying, come to me, come up to me.
I am as bad as the erectile plumber.
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I like the novel idea of taking your clothes off to get warm.
Do tell us about the erectile plumber. Did he get his pipes to stand up straight?
Dear John, for details of the plumber’s ‘erectile’ incident, return to page 16. ADMIN
Thank you… the revelation was amusing 🙂