She was soft spoken and gentle.
The sweetest girl in the whole world.
She was a waitress at the time
I could see as she was truly holding an interest in her customers. An interest she would hold in a man that loved her.
Her small smile would only make me smile to myself. That small frame of hers held the world at arms length away when her eyes locked on yours as she would speak to you, asking your order.
Soft spoken which means that she would be hurt the most if only you hurt her a little.
This was a woman that you needed to give full attention to to give her what she truly deserved.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Sunday, January 13, 2013
The Fugitive With the Stolen Dildo
My First Pornographic Movie
At the age of 14 I had never seen a hardcore porno, only seeing soft-core stuff on TV, and admitted this to my friends one afternoon.
This set a plan in action. I was told about The Fugitive With The Stolen Dildo and we made a journey to Justin's parents house, where the sacred video was being held. The VHS tape box was for The Fugitive, starring Harrison Ford, but someone had secretly named it The Fugitive with the Stolen Dildo, because, well...it was a hardcore porn tape dubbed over The Fugitive.
Justin, Vince, and I immediately made our way walking two miles from David's parents house, smoking pot somewhere along the way, to getting to Justin's parents house. Oddly enough, all our parents were usually gone to work during the daytime. While walking there, I was told how great it was and how my life would be forever changed.
When we got to Justin's place, Justin decided, in all for hilarity, to make a big deal out of this for me. He sat Vince and me sat on the floor in front of the TV and put on mood music. Nothing is better than watching a hardcore porno with Michael Jackson's "Beat It" playing beforehand at insane decibels.
After the music presentation was done, and Justin felt he had tortured us enough, he presented the VHS tape as if it were the Holy Grail and put it in the VCR. The first scene started with a nice enough lady with black curly hair and some dude in an alley. Within a minute, she was blowing him viciously which led to him going at her from behind and of course, ending with a money-shot. The entire duration of the video, Vince and I look over at each other on giving a "THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING ON THE PLANET" kind of head nodding.
Somewhere around the end of the video playing, Vince and I look back to see Justin sitting back behind us on his bed, his pants down. He pulls his pants back up, saying, "Ahhhhhh. That felt good". Did he just beat off with us in the room? I went from awe of seeing vaginas being beaten to a pulp by raging cocks on video to being then utterly grossed out to think my best friend has just jerked off a mere 4 feet behind me while I was as high as can be.
I decided I wanted to see the video again, but it was time to go as Justin's parents were coming home from work soon. I begged to borrow the tape for a night. I think I got it after begging for so long. I kept it over a very tiring week. Then I had to give it to someone else in the group. That tape went around and around our circle of friends and somebody outside our circle got a hold of it and it was never recovered, though I have a suspicion David got a hold of it and kept it all to himself.
At the age of 14 I had never seen a hardcore porno, only seeing soft-core stuff on TV, and admitted this to my friends one afternoon.
This set a plan in action. I was told about The Fugitive With The Stolen Dildo and we made a journey to Justin's parents house, where the sacred video was being held. The VHS tape box was for The Fugitive, starring Harrison Ford, but someone had secretly named it The Fugitive with the Stolen Dildo, because, well...it was a hardcore porn tape dubbed over The Fugitive.
Justin, Vince, and I immediately made our way walking two miles from David's parents house, smoking pot somewhere along the way, to getting to Justin's parents house. Oddly enough, all our parents were usually gone to work during the daytime. While walking there, I was told how great it was and how my life would be forever changed.
When we got to Justin's place, Justin decided, in all for hilarity, to make a big deal out of this for me. He sat Vince and me sat on the floor in front of the TV and put on mood music. Nothing is better than watching a hardcore porno with Michael Jackson's "Beat It" playing beforehand at insane decibels.
After the music presentation was done, and Justin felt he had tortured us enough, he presented the VHS tape as if it were the Holy Grail and put it in the VCR. The first scene started with a nice enough lady with black curly hair and some dude in an alley. Within a minute, she was blowing him viciously which led to him going at her from behind and of course, ending with a money-shot. The entire duration of the video, Vince and I look over at each other on giving a "THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING ON THE PLANET" kind of head nodding.
Somewhere around the end of the video playing, Vince and I look back to see Justin sitting back behind us on his bed, his pants down. He pulls his pants back up, saying, "Ahhhhhh. That felt good". Did he just beat off with us in the room? I went from awe of seeing vaginas being beaten to a pulp by raging cocks on video to being then utterly grossed out to think my best friend has just jerked off a mere 4 feet behind me while I was as high as can be.
I decided I wanted to see the video again, but it was time to go as Justin's parents were coming home from work soon. I begged to borrow the tape for a night. I think I got it after begging for so long. I kept it over a very tiring week. Then I had to give it to someone else in the group. That tape went around and around our circle of friends and somebody outside our circle got a hold of it and it was never recovered, though I have a suspicion David got a hold of it and kept it all to himself.
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