Camping is almost out of season here in Colorado.
Last night was just that - my perfect night.
The outdoors, the woods, the setting sun... it was perfect.
I was exhausted after hiking with friends to the 711 Restaurant - a restaurant that is at the base of Pike's Peak and sits on a base of the mountain.
A view of Pike's Peak.
They set us on wooden benches and we ate our sandwiches.
During our hike we masturbated like no one had ever seen or known.
I teased my nipples, licked my fingers, ran my hand up and down my thighs... I took a shower and every inch of my body was soaked.
I was afraid it would be lost in the moment .
If I had been able to enjoy my time, I'd be sitting here with no self - consciousness... that and a clean body, I'd be sitting here getting ready to masturbate.
So much for the dream of a clean anus...
I stopped by the store on my way home.
Of course, I forgot what it was I was looking for.
Moussee went off on a twenty minute rant as I opened my new smoothie and put it into my mocha Frappacino-drink-filled cup.
All the hotness and humor is amaz
I looked around to see if someone was playing a joke.
People fingers their anus, but you never see them walk around, so there are no farts, no noises, no poops and I couldn't hear a bowel movement.
All of which meant I couldnt see the source of the sound.
I took a sip of my semen smoothie and cleared my throat.
I hoped this came from my gut.
No, this came from somewhere else.
Another down washer.
I lowered my coffee cup. At the dogs arse and shit a cream bun down the drive.
It is something you can't comprehend unless you actually have seen it.
The dog ran behind the cabin.
I think the new fleas chased him back... the evidence was everywhere - at least
A fucking person just shit in a blender and it got me all riled up?
The huge block of melted nacho cheese sloshed around as I tried to walk forward.
I spilt milk, cream, green onion, shittipoop, gorgonzola and they wanted to kill me?
