My first three-way was a miserable failure. One was fat, the other had a jaw like a bulldog's, neither was clean, and they didn't know how to dress.
"This bird won't fly," the fat one said—in French, thinking I wouldn't understand, and I was glad to agree with her.
I could have jerked myself off a lot more successfully, and not spent a dime.
I left with relief. Their room was way out on the Plateau, and it took me forever to get home.
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>> posted by Anonymous
• 12/25/2003 06:58:00 PM
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