
Against all odds, and perhaps also against all better judgment, I went to a play party this weekend. I wasn’t in great shape after the traveling, but I made it. The host lives in a collegiate part of town where noise ordinances are unlikely to be enforced, and neighbors are more likely to peep than report if there are nekkid people in an inflatable “hot tub” in the back yard. So I wander in the back yard, and there are five topless women and three appreciative men in the inflatable “hot tub” (water heated by the scorching outdooor temps and refilled by garden hose), and I was easily coerced to join. The woman next to me, who I’ve groped and smacked and licked several times [read more...]







