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JULY 21, 2009 10:51PM

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Gloria Shields was having trouble with her vagina. Not gynie problems, nothing physical. No this was more complicated than that. Her vagina was angry. If not angry then jealous. It wanted more out of life and it was tired of being a well behaved little cunny bunny. Gloria's husband Hector was a meticulous lover in a step one step two kind of way but there was very little thrill in Hectors drill. If sex with Hector was a movie it would be a documentory. Gloria's vagina wanted a film festival dammit.


 

Please Pirate thisPost.  Copy and paste this and finish it over at your place and then leave a message here in the comments. It would  be fun to see where it goes and god knows this place could use a little fun. It's hot, everyone seems cranky, Theo can't get the Feds to deliver her AC, the Man won't let Monte eat at his big boy restaurant, Trig wants to be Al Roker AND he's hogging the bed. So please so I don't get cranky too just give it a whirl. Thanks that's why I love you all. (Yes I just said that to guilt you into trying this. Why do you have to make me beg people?)

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Come on give it a try. You know you want to.
Gloria Shields was having trouble with her vagina. Not gynie problems, nothing physical. No this was more complicated than that. Her vagina was angry. If not angry then jealous. It wanted more out of life and it was tired of being a well behaved little cunny bunny. Gloria's husband Hector was a meticulous lover in a step one step two kind of way but there was very little thrill in Hectors drill. If sex with Hector was a movie it would be a documentory. Gloria's vagina wanted a film festival dammit.......so Hector was going to have to become more of a "fondler of fiction", letting go of the blandness of mere reality, in favor of spicier fields of discovery..........

To be continued..........
Thanks Gary. Yes Gloria was as fond of friction as she was of fiction and she really wouldn't mind if he worked on his diction. for that matter.
I just love it when you beg Tijo..lol
Sounds very interesting and lots of fun. Can I just post my Seductive desire poem and add to the bottom of it, because honey I think that is just what the lady needs..
Great post.. Thanks for the smile. and laughs
....and Gloria's vagina had a secret passage....a passage that went to her heart...and Hector had never touched her there...never touched her soul with his cock....
Hey, let's ease up on Hector here. Maybe her cunny bunny is just no funny.
Gloria's vagina wanted a film festival dammit. Her vagina want a 24 hour non stop lesbian porno film extravagana named Amy "The Dyke" Smith!
Gloria's vagina wanted a film festival dammit. Not necessarily Cannes, or even Sun Dance, but a festival nonetheless, maybe one of those weekend film-fests at the discount movie house where they show "Blade Runner" and "Escape From New York" and other retro sci-fi greats. In her mind she could imagine Kurt Russell walking into the bedroom in his post-apocalypse "Escape" gear, and her vagina saying "Snake Plissken? I thought he was dead." If she'd been less distracted she might have found it odd that in her fantasy her vagina was talking, but, caught up in the moment, she tried to picture how hubby might look in an eye-patch and a groin tattoo. She shuddered, and unaccountably imagined herself and Hector, tied up to a four poster bed either side of Dr. Frank-N-Furter as he ate caramel yoghurt from a Bacarat crystal finger bowl. "Odd,” she thought, ”I didn’t know they made caramel yoghurt.”
Wow Tijo ~ that's gooooooooooood ... and Robin Sneed sticks the landing ... 10!

and yhea ... Trig is totally a bed hog.
this is great, Ti Ti. i'll have to think on it. i found a 30 day eviction notice on my door. people complaining about me. it's all bullshit but it's scary. so i took two xanaxes and being a wuss, i'm high and floating. have to think about gloria's va jay jay tomorrow. love love love
hm...
you have no idea just how angry vaginas are where I am at. one of these days, you would see war that cannot be seen but makes things implode and contained anyway
you know, there are whole villages in Southern India where every one of these are infected and every child is born with HIV. O yes.

the vaginas cannot say "no" because they were trained not to, and because they don't like getting evicted, but angry they are inside, that is true...
hope I can round up some together and start the evil unnatural battle of saying "NO!" loud and clear ...
:)
Theodora, why are people complaining about YOU? did you break many rules? "high and floating" but have to wait to play is not good, you take care now. love, love, love (no spelling errors, pure and momentary virtual love for all it is worth, for you). maybe you should join me in the crusade ;)
this was so fun...bump! xox
"Gloria wanted a film festival, dammit." But instead, Hector treated Gloria's cinematic masterpiece as if it were "Paul Blart, Mall Cop"--sure he enjoyed for an hour and a half or so, but he didn't totally lose himself in it, didn't revere it like you would a "Citizen Kane" or "Vertigo," and she knew he wouldn't even remember seeing it in a few years.
Being the theatrical type, Gloria had hoped she could encourage Hector to take some much needed "dicktion" lessons..... This is hysterical, Tijo!
Gloria Shields is having trouble with her vagina. Not gynie problems, nothing physical. No this is more complicated than that. Her vagina is angry. If not angry, then jealous.

G's spot wanted more out of life and it was tired of being a well behaved little cunny bunny. Gloria's husband Hector was a meticulous lover in a step one step two kind of way but there was very little thrill in Hector's drill. If sex with Hector was a movie it would be a documentory. Gloria's vagina wanted a film festival dammit.

Sometimes G's spot would get so bored with Hector's black-and-white shorts -- the kind you were forced to watch in phys ed showing bees pollinating flowers -- that it would explode from the pent-up pressure. Feeling guilty, Gloria always apologized afterward, but Hector never understood what she was apologizing for. He just looked blankly, then stared away.