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    dots Submission Name: New Yorkdots

    Author: esterhzys
    ASL Info:    35/F/Texas
    Elite Ratio:    2.9 - 48/47/44
    Words: 245
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Longing
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    I am leaning against the side of a newspaper stand in lower Manhattan and this stranger comes up next to me. He says "she just ate my asshole out all night long". I think this is so funny that I fall down backwards laughing. In the road I am laying flat on my back, starring at the sky, laughing hysterically. My back feeling the cold road, the hardness under my head is uncomfortable and the little rocks are poking at me trying to mush into my scalp. I stretch my arm out above me; up and down I push my arms in the snow, making a snow angel in the dirty, brown, melting sleet that has fallen tonight. The dude says, "Do not get hit by a car"! My putta is wet because I got excited thinking about how this whore had eaten out at his ass hole all night long. How wasted she must have been to have continued going down on him all night long until she passed out between his legs. I look up into the city sky, bright city lights and dim stars above. I feel a strange serenity come over me, a comforting feeling. I am free to do as I please. I turn my head to the left and see cars driving toward me. I am still laughing. I am smiling and feeling carefree and alive.

    Submitted on 2007-08-11 12:46:05     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I've never been on the streets of Manhattan, but my dreams are often stange enough to mirror this story. You kept my interest and I liked the happy ending. Feeling carefree and alive sounds pretty appealing these days. ;-) Sharon
    | Posted on 2007-08-11 00:00:00 | by Peggy Paris | [ Reply to This ]
      hmm.. im disgusted and thrilled by this at the same time. im tired of limits and people never saying anything real or fun or weird.
    | Posted on 2007-08-11 00:00:00 | by EEKS | [ Reply to This ]

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