04-15-2009, 11:33 AM
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“Ahhhrf, yous stupid bitch.” His arm swung out, making contact with her cheek and he glared angrily at her. What kind of stupid women thought he was gay? Was that what her words had meant? The small spark of violent contact sparked something and he felt himself stir. Scrambling to his feet he got up after her, blowing out angry air. “Maybe if yers mouths wasn’t so vile and ya talked like a ladies I could get it up.” Yes yes, now he was convinced it was all her fault. He never did like the word “fuck”. It was so unromantic, so crude. What he did was not crude, selfish and mindless maybe, but not crude. Not usually. “Yas stupid ol’ hag. It’s prolly dried up down thar anyway!” Shouting insults at the stranger help him to forget his performance problem. |