Surprisingly, the condoms lasted approximately 45 minutes and a bit too many people were absent from Saturday brunch. I didn't either. Unfortunately for all of you, there is no way in hell I am refilling the damn condom envelopes every time you guys decide to get randy. So space your nocturnal activities accordingly. Just remember that the lovin' will always be sweeter if you cover your peter.
Little girls tumble out of school into thin flowered dresses.
On stealthy fours, their brothers stalk each other in grass beginning to get long. Sun on sweaty necks, the boys make Indian signals at each other. Jasmine shrieks with outrage as the bloated projectiles softly explode at her feet, humid summer earth lodging between her toes. Then, glancing down at her white sundress, now adorned with livid red-yellow squiggles, Jasmine bursts into frustrated tears. The Sacred Tribunal of Esteemed Warriors is dealt a withering watery stare, and Jasmine turns to her brother with slitted eyes.