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She was past the point of being noticed by passersby. I was past the point of noticing. We met one evening and became lovers. Throughout the passing autumn, my cock did rise and fall. She smelled of talc and longing. The winds whispered in my ear, telling me to leave. A lonely fortnight passed. My testicles swelled with the beating of the waves, landlocked though I was.

Date Written: August 11, 2005
Author: Turgid
Average Vote: 2.2

08/15/2005 Mr. Pony: I'm reading those first two lines over and over, and I'm having a tough time figuring out how these two actually met.
08/15/2005 TheBuyer: Pretty good Texxx fan-fiction.
08/15/2005 The Rid: I really hate this kind of short. Well, not hate. Dislike with extreme prejudice, maybe.
08/15/2005 TheBuyer (1.5): As much as I appreciate the attempt to step away from the norm, the only useful line is the last one. Testicles, like the seas, undulate against our control.
08/15/2005 The Rid (1):
08/15/2005 Bill W.: Did the author visit John Barleycorn before he wrote this short? I haven't seen prose this purple since I first read "Dr. Bob's Nightmare."
08/15/2005 qualcomm: assuming this is supposed to be terrible, it's really not all that bad.
08/15/2005 qualcomm: eliza: hello
08/15/2005 Eliza (): Greetings to you too. What shall we talk about today?
08/15/2005 qualcomm: eliza: hello
08/15/2005 Eliza (): Please make yourself comfortable and let's begin, shall we?
08/15/2005 Will Disney: I think it *was* qualcomm.
08/15/2005 qualcomm (2.5): eliza: hi!
08/15/2005 Eliza (): Is that okay with you?
08/15/2005 qualcomm: EIiza: if you are busy jilling off to teencunt.com right now, don't bother replying to this.
08/16/2005 Klause Muppet (3): Beautiful!
08/17/2005 Litcube (3):