I Am Trying To Break Your Sex Laws #9

I Am Trying To Break Your Sex Laws #9

“I have this ongoing fantasy in which I place my dick upon a woman’s shoulder. HOWEVER, I am a woman and have no dick. Other than the dick attached to Gregory Sherl. What should I do?” – Kat Dixon
Kat, this should give you some guidance.

Surly

I made sure Kyle didn’t feel the skinning knife wading up his calves, across his waist. The Viagra and the Ecstasy somehow maintained his erection despite the loss of blood. The squeamishness came from his giggly grin.

After our first night together, Kyle said his dick was my dick to do with as I pleased. I renamed it “Katherine Harris” in the year 2000, then “Karl Rove” in 2004. I let Kyle rename it in 2009. I still have a hard time calling it “Challenger”.

I noticed Susie’s clavicle in the last call light. We made out in the bathroom, the hood of her car in the parking garage. I didn’t tell Kyle at first until he saw her teeth on my inner thigh. He wasn’t mad like I thought he would be. He said as long as his dick was in the room when Susie and I got together again, it was o.k. This was the best compromise.

As I sew the severed skin together, I wonder how Susie’s shoulder would react to Challenger’s crash landing. Would she cower like a first grader or would she stand strong, aware of the dangers coming?

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