Call Girl

I want the flower and fruit of a man; that some fragrance be wafted over from him to me, and some ripeness flavor our intercourse. - Thoreau

cell phone on the nightstand

cleared for takeoff on a dimly lit runway

wearing nudity like a fashion statement

moist loins spread like butter on toast

playing it loose

flaunting an intriguing caboose

rumpled sheets of innuendo no matter

hot flapjacks without the batter

willing to swallow more than pride

as they line the sidewalk outside

despite the night's drizzle

shaping hard wood with her chisel

a blowing strumpet

pressing valves with nimble fingers and playing a living trumpet

giving it her all

in yet another solicited booty call

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Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Not sure Pete if that is a night dream, a daydream or someone you know from the city life. Maybe you are just describing this profession.
It looks to me, and I can be wrong, the ones who are most religious can be the most horny for sex.
Wow. Excellent.

[Pete]

all of the above (night dream, daydream and people i know from city life when i was there). i was tempted and solicited by several but was able to refrain. needs to be on more than one level to me meaningful or permissible to me, the spirit taking priority over the flesh. has to have an emotional/spiritual connection not just physical. not an easy struggle but well worth the avoidance ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! All worthy. You are welcome sir Pete.

[Sami Khalil]

"moist loins spread like butter on toast
playing it loose
flaunting an intriguing caboose"

[Pete]

human honey for sale ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Pure honey is good for you.

[Sami Khalil]

"a blowing strumpet
pressing valves with nimble fingers and playing a living trumpet
giving it her all"

[Pete]

such as it is when making music in such a way ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Whoeeeee!.