Ask and ye shall receive.
Continuing my saga of the young boy (me; see post 1), I return to the bookstore and ask for more. The proprietor, sensing my urgency, quickly shows me the new issues of "Delicious Desires," the cover of which is graced by the girl of my dreams on the bed, looking right at me, her left hand seeming to pat the bed by her side as if to say, "Join me." Again, I quickly flip through the pages to find the complete photo spread, nearly ripping the magazine apart in my lust.
to be continued ...
Last edited by smc; 03-16-2010 at 08:59 PM.
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