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“Analingus applied with due diligence is the sincerest form of buggery!” Fecca Triangelli ventured to his latest project, an indiscreet little slut named Figgy from the other side of the monorail. The story was the same as one always hears about girls of her class. Her father was a stand-in dumb waiter operator’s assistant when the main dumb waiter operator’s assistant had grippe. The mother was a penny prostitute who worked at the nickelodeon. Her dream was to become a nickel prostitute at the penny arcade. Fecca knew the relationship was hopeless, that their class differences would be too much to overcome, but he didn’t care about that now. Now he wanted only a moment of peace. A quiet bit where he might for once get her to agree with him about something, that they might shut up and enjoy the moment. Opening up about his preference for tongue play had been a great risk. He hoped she would understand. But no. It was impossible with her sort. “Forthright rogering in the ass, with a man’s cock, have you forgotton about that?” Figgy giggled as she spoke, as if Fecca were the stupidest fucking shithead she’d ever met.. “That seems, you know, when a right cock bumps yer rump, to be sincerer than a little kiss, wouldn’t you think?” Her look of perplexed condescension was brutal. Fecca felt his landed erection soften at her words, and at the same time a sadness spread like warm urine through his pants. It wasn’t urine, just sadness, but in a minute it turned cold nonetheless.
Date Written: August 09, 2005
Author: Ewan Snow
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