Re: Girl Scout Cookies: Best, Worst, Most Over-rated
Posted by:
samson
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Date: February 05, 2011 02:31PM
hubert Wrote:
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> I remember about 30 years ago, my doorbell rang. I
> rose from my lounge chair to see who it was. Upon
> opening the door I was surprized to see a girl
> (about 18) in a uniform similar to Girl Scout but
> different more like a Rangers, she asked me if I
> would like to buy some cookies. I explained to
> her that I was diabetic and had to watch my sugar
> content. Upon hearing that she popped upon her
> blouse revealling two of the finest delicate
> cupcake like breast I have ever seen.She then
> asked me what about these cookies and if I was
> interested. I told her sorry but my wife was
> there and she went on her way. A true story.
I remember that day hubert, for I was your neighbor across the street back then. I use to watch your wife all the time from my bedroom window; I'd masturbate as she walked in with an armload of groceries or putted around the yard planting flowers and shit. Oh yes, I remember that day very well. I could not believe when you didn't invite that girl in. What the fuck were you thinking? I managed to rub out 3-1/2 loads that night. Pretending that your wife was eating that pussy while I slammed your wife in her furry snatch, She had a hairy one back then, didn't she? I used to dream about teasing the hairs around her pussy with my tongue, tasting her juices, probing that forbidden asshole. Damn hubert, I'm getting a woody thinking about it. How's the wife doing now anyway?
When you two moved away and that family of spooks moved in, I was devastated. Fat, so black they were blue and loud, jesus they were fucking loud, always yelling and screaming at each other. The yard went to shit, that yard where your wife spent so much time planting flowers, so much time on her hands and knees, fuck I wish I had enough money back then for a Kodachrome or something. Camera are so cheap these days, but back then, bringing home a 100.00 dollars a week didn't leave much room for nothing else.
You know hubert, you've made me want to go jerk off. I'm going to think about your wife, that girl and me, pussy eating, fucking, and I'm going to think about putting it in your wife's ass before I, hopefully, have enough juice in the tank to show. When you get old...Hell hubert, you know what the Hell I mean. I just hope I don't have another heart attack like the last time. That was embarrassing when my landlady came in for the rent and found me with a Swank or Gallery or something like that, something with boobies and pussies in it, curled up around the toilet, out of breath, face all red, wheezing, clutching my dick in my hand, pants down by my ankles. You know what was really terrible about that day hubert? I crapped myself. Runny as Hell, from that thyroid medication I was taking then. I don't take it anymore, I said the Hell with it.
Anyway hubert, it's good to see that you are Alive and if you have any pictures of that wife of yours, ones from back then, not now, she probably looks like a dried up prune, liver spotted, just wrinkly, think you can send a couple to me? For old times sake?
Thanks Samson