Thursday, August 28, 2008


The small hairs of my German companion's bush were visible at the edge of her bikini bottoms, her camel toe a hot distraction from my work. Anxious to remove my stiffness from site, I rented a Speedo (not the cheapest option, to my surprise) and took to the surf. I was reminded of snorkeling in Malta some years back. Under the influence of Horus' Eye, a mermaid served me a gin & tonic from a mirage. She exited through labias of heat waves, an angry pirate waiting for us on the other side.

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