As promised, here is the continuation of chapter two of Peter and the Dark Wolf. I wish I had something more to talk about here, but I really don't. I picked up a new Transformer action figure the other day and I have yet to open the package, so I think I'll do that next.
Maybe Wednesday we'll see a picture of Optimus photocopying his ass? I dunno ... any suggestions for the toys@work series?
Peter & the Dark Wolf
Chapter 2
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"Peter?"
The voice, I realized, belonged to Patience. Or Joy. Whatever her name was, she had come over to where I was standing next to the Ferris wheel. Once again, I was struck with how ordinary and overwhelmingly average her features were--especially when compared to the rich and dark features of the woman on the Ferris wheel. Trailing behind her was her friend, a moderately more interesting looking female with a decidedly small set of tits. I hadn't paid her any attention earlier for this exact reason and glancing at her very apparent lack of cleavage now made me wince.
"Are you feeling okay?" Patience asked, obviously misinterpreting my disapproval of her friend's bust size. "You don't want to leave do you?"
I quickly took stock of the situation. I was out on a date with a girl who I wasn't entirely sure what her name was, all for the sole purpose of fucking her later that night. I had just come off the Ferris wheel where a mysterious woman had aroused me in ways I had previously thought impossible--all without her actually trying to do so. Moments later, this same woman threw such a curve ball at me that it had sapped all the arousal from my body faster than glimpsing a picture of Cher on the newsstand.
Don't get me wrong, given the right circumstances, I'd be happy to fuck Cher. Unfortunately, those circumstances involve there being not another female on the face of the planet. Or being locked in the same room as Cher for more than three hours.
Regardless, for the time being my sexual urges had been greatly mitigated and my need for Patience had been eliminated. Both the girl and the virtue.
"Actually, I think I am ready to go," I said to a disappointed face. I considered what to say next and then decided to keep it simple. "Bye."
As I walked away from Patience (or Joy) and her friend, my mind immediately turned to other matters and didn't give Patience another thought. My brain can be immensely effective in that sense.
"I'll call you!" Patience called after me.
I half-turned in order to flash her a dazzling smile. "Please don't!"
I wasted no time on her reaction (which was surely one of shock and surprise, maybe even with a little hurt tossed in) and I proceeded to the nearby parking lot, suddenly very eager to get home and see my dog. As if the Husky would have any sort of reasonable explanations for the woman on the Ferris wheel.
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