No curtains, but respect
I went to the fabric store to pick out some fabric for bedroom curtains. I find the best way to really get to know a fabric is to pull a good portion from the roll and just rub it across my cheeks and get my whole face in and take some good long sniffs and lightly moan and sigh and feel the rhythm of the waves.
To make up for having the police escort me out, the fabric ladies gave me a free sample of a nice paisley pattern to cover the tent in my pants. I really respect that. They must really respect me.
To make up for having the police escort me out, the fabric ladies gave me a free sample of a nice paisley pattern to cover the tent in my pants. I really respect that. They must really respect me.
posted by JMH | 8:02 PM
3 Comments:
I had a theory about respect.
I'm trying to remember what it was.
Ha ha! You love illusion so much you will make sweet sweet love to her.
dogimo - Trying is the important part.
jorg - I had to move on to illusion after I grew tired of sleight of hand.
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