Wednesday 5 December 2012

Come Close For I Am Weak

Dear Dobson,

I've had a lurgy relapse, so just a brief missive from my sick bed.  Amidst the fug of painkillers and honey and lemon I received a lovely mail via the dating website today.  It simply read:

"3 inches longer than normal"

I assume he was talking about his cock, though judging from his picture it may well have been his nose.  He was an odd cross between a Hobbit and Antony Worrall-Thompson.

The pickings are rich out there. 

Time for a wank, then a sleep.

Frankie

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