“His nakedness makes me conscious of my nakedness. He’s too
close even though he’s not. When his eyes linger on my bare
shoulder, I feel as if the water has suddenly gone cold. I don’t
want to feel this, but I do. I’m conscious of my eyes settling at
various parts of his body. I want to look away, look at his eyes or
something, but I can’t. It roves on his body like I’m roadside
lover. “
It feels like a homecoming to visit witty, member since 2014. its
been a decade and witty knows every bit of me.
Every bra is
a sports bra - the only difference is the
sport.
A little dangering is a learneous
thing.
Selective
blurring, but for real life.
Every man’s a Sitzpinkler if he
has to take a Scheiße.
‘Safeword’ is
a contradiction in terms.
Learn to recognize those who are
thin-skinned. And even more importantly, those who are
thick-exoskeletoned.
Beware of wolves in sheep’s
clothing – but acknowledge their shearing, spinning and
sewing skills.
In our salad days, a lot
of us just eat the croutons.
