I'm happy
Justin Murdock
Today, I found myself walking to poly with tears rolling down my
face, yet sporting a huge smile. Because Kay has shown me just
why I'm gay.
All I can do is extol his virtues. He generously spent time with this
shortarse, whispering supportively whilst tolerating my wretched
fumblings (I need to be practising more, I guess ;->), graciously
bestowing pleasure upon this clumsy body, the like of which far
exceeded that which my humble imagination had prepared me to expect.
Those times that I said or did something I should not, I was forgiven
immediately. I still feel his tongue on my neck. As I wake, the edge
of my cover feels like his arm across my shoulders, I reach to touch
him, but he is not there. Ah till Wednesday next, when I shall see him
again.
I melted with pleasure when I arrived home on Tuesday to find a rose.
Today my morning started with delight as I opened his card. People
look at me strangely as I experience vivid flashbacks...
Admittedly, there remains the doubt that I really don't deserve that
such a wonderful person should be so interested in me, but who am I to
question Kay's impeccable taste?
I have another worry: just what is Kay planning to to with those ice
balls?
Anyway, before I go; more tea Kay? ;->
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Justin Murdock, jcr_...@csd.brispoly.ac.uk |B3 f- t- (w) g k+ s e r p
41 Dorchester Road, Horfield, Bristol, BS7 0LB, UK | This year, for lent
+44 272 311650 Spring makes me feel quite gay | I've given up celibacy
the Crisco Kid
Dammit, I know some of you folks gag at PDAs, but - what the hell, it's all
your fault (if soc.motss hadn't been here, Justin wouldn't have posted and
I wouldn't have replied and...), so those of you who don't like, hide your
eyes. Give yourselves a big *HUG* for being excellent anyway.
>Today, I found myself walking to poly with tears rolling down my
>face, yet sporting a huge smile. Because Kay has shown me just
>why I'm gay.
And I'm sitting here at my Iris and somehow the screen's going all blurry.
Musta got something in my eye. Or something.
>All I can do is extol his virtues. He generously spent time with this
>shortarse, whispering supportively whilst tolerating my wretched
>fumblings (I need to be practising more, I guess ;->), graciously
>bestowing pleasure upon this clumsy body, the like of which far
>exceeded that which my humble imagination had prepared me to expect.
>Those times that I said or did something I should not, I was forgiven
>immediately. I still feel his tongue on my neck. As I wake, the edge
>of my cover feels like his arm across my shoulders, I reach to touch
>him, but he is not there. Ah till Wednesday next, when I shall see him
>again.
<blush> J, you're *just* the right height, and those "fumblings"! They
were wonderful... I don't care if your technique never improves, it's
ecstasy already (Well, I guess you *could* trim your fingernails :))
but that's not half as important as you are. Wouldn't matter if you
never wanted to sleep with me again, I'd still feel about you like I
do now. But I sure hope you do!
Next Wednesday seems like a year away. Not seeing you for a week and
a half! But heck, there's my doctorate and your degree and life and
busy things and other people... and I still miss you. Can't wait...
>I melted with pleasure when I arrived home on Tuesday to find a rose.
>Today my morning started with delight as I opened his card. People
>look at me strangely as I experience vivid flashbacks...
OK, I'm a sentimental guy. And I love you bucketsful.
>Admittedly, there remains the doubt that I really don't deserve that
>such a wonderful person should be so interested in me, but who am I to
>question Kay's impeccable taste?
You deserve every good thing, and if you're glad to include me among
them, then I'm happy. Delirously, crazily, truly, madly happy.
>I have another worry: just what is Kay planning to to with those ice
>balls?
Aaaah, you'll have to find that out yourself (No telling him, folks!).
>Anyway, before I go; more tea Kay? ;->
Quick! another screenwipe! :)
love and licks and hugs to you all...
Kay
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6'2", dark short hair, blue eyes, bisexual and horny as ....
Kay Dekker, Dept of Industrial Design, Coventry Poly, Coventry UK
37 Old Winnings Road, Keresley Village, Coventry |B0 f t+ g++ k++! s+ e r p!
Phone: +44 203 838668 (work) +44 203 337865 (home) |Deflowerer-of-innocents