It wasn’t the 1,000th post that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the fact that I was starting to think like MrO that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the filming of Calloway and Indy visiting her that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the rushing into the stairwell to avoid running into nautilus that confirmed I was a pervert. (laughing all the way down the stairs)
It wasn’t the idea that started a rash of SP’s experiencing blindfold/ear plug dates that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the jealousy of hammertm’s web cam dance experience that confirmed I was a pervert.
Something happened today that has never happened before in my life. Something I never even considered could or would happen. This is my confession to end all confessions.
Just as I was finishing lunch at my desk, I started to day dream about Shauna. Not that unusual, not even the resulting hard on was unusual. I started my fall into the “pervert abyss” when I decided to go on her web site. Gawd it was great to look at those pictures of that wondrous body that I am so familiar with! As I started to hurt real bad from being so hard, I realized that the “bad boy” was out of my pants and was getting a work over as if I was visiting my sexy friend. As I was rapidly sinking to the blackness of this perverted “black hole” I had enough consciousness to grab some Kleenex to catch my donation as one of the girls in the office walked by my window, smiling and waving at me! If she only knew……ROTFLMFAO!!!
Now that I have descended to the depths of “perverts paradise” I need some help.
Shauna, please order the nun’s outfit for my next visit, move over in that ‘hand basket” that you mentioned, it appears I’m destined for that ride to hell.
This just proves to any newbie’s that there is no correlation between the number of posts and the dubious distinction of being a pervert. My apologies to the rest of you that belong to the human race, I promise to return my recently purchased Halloween outfit and get the devil outfit that seems more fitting. (or should I get the priest outfit?)
It wasn’t the fact that I was starting to think like MrO that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the filming of Calloway and Indy visiting her that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the rushing into the stairwell to avoid running into nautilus that confirmed I was a pervert. (laughing all the way down the stairs)
It wasn’t the idea that started a rash of SP’s experiencing blindfold/ear plug dates that confirmed I was a pervert.
It wasn’t the jealousy of hammertm’s web cam dance experience that confirmed I was a pervert.
Something happened today that has never happened before in my life. Something I never even considered could or would happen. This is my confession to end all confessions.
Just as I was finishing lunch at my desk, I started to day dream about Shauna. Not that unusual, not even the resulting hard on was unusual. I started my fall into the “pervert abyss” when I decided to go on her web site. Gawd it was great to look at those pictures of that wondrous body that I am so familiar with! As I started to hurt real bad from being so hard, I realized that the “bad boy” was out of my pants and was getting a work over as if I was visiting my sexy friend. As I was rapidly sinking to the blackness of this perverted “black hole” I had enough consciousness to grab some Kleenex to catch my donation as one of the girls in the office walked by my window, smiling and waving at me! If she only knew……ROTFLMFAO!!!
Now that I have descended to the depths of “perverts paradise” I need some help.
Shauna, please order the nun’s outfit for my next visit, move over in that ‘hand basket” that you mentioned, it appears I’m destined for that ride to hell.
This just proves to any newbie’s that there is no correlation between the number of posts and the dubious distinction of being a pervert. My apologies to the rest of you that belong to the human race, I promise to return my recently purchased Halloween outfit and get the devil outfit that seems more fitting. (or should I get the priest outfit?)
