Re: Wrong side of the tracks

Re: Wrong side of the tracks

from: mondemondemondemondemon
69.22.154.139
05-09-25
23:47:18

Then Steve dusted himself off of all that railroad-track dust and walked over to the local grocery store where all the women hung out and dropped their canned sauerkraut and bent over to pick it up while making sure anyone watching managed to get smiled at simultaneously. A pretty blonde, hair-ribboned girl walked by him swaying her ass like a cobra, and dropped a jar of mustard on his foot. This was the beginning of the sort of convo that Steve hoped would lead somehow to the bedroom where he would then pork the pretty naked girl on her bed with all the stuffed animals and whatnot. But she said "I'm a good Christian. Well, most of the time. See, I figure God wanted us to have sex or we would not have bodies. Thing is, I could never pollute myself with the sort of man who smokes, drinks or takes the name of Our Lord in vain." Steve suddenly realised something about where he'd been before that ridiculousness at the traintracks. And muttered, shaking his head: "Goddammit! I left my cigarettes at the bar!"

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