What’s your idea of a perfect first date?
My date is led into The Web and led up the marble steps of Cock Spire. She is nervous. “Am I alone in here?” I descend slowly from the ceiling to a chorus from one of my songs, probably “8 Arms of Fuck” (the chicks dig that). I disrobe. “Aren’t we going out to eat?” I raise an eyebrow “Oh I’ll be eating out all night!” We bang, of course, then she’s led back downstairs to choose a gift bag and eat in the cafeteria if she pleases. You see, it’s been so long since I’ve had what normal people call a date, I don’t know what to do. We’re going to bang so why not just get to it?
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