Boo Monologue
Missionary.
Boo… A good one, yet, way too easy. — Done that one... TICK for me!
His card —
The Wheelbarrow. Nope. No gardening or trimming of bush needed.
Done! — He ticked this one. But not I. (One to try out maybe…)
I turn another card and it’s something I’ve never seen, heard of, or even know the name of.
Raunchy Rocker ! ! !
This is where the man plonks his buttocks firmly on the seat of a chair as the lady straddles him with both her legs over his shoulders. Her legs are clutched to back of the seat whilst lying backward; head down between the man’s legs, looking up at the cobwebs on his high rise, much needed to be swept ceiling. — Then for balance, her hands are flat on the cold tiled floor.
We had to giggle of the absurdity. Forget …show more content…
“We should give that one ago” smirks Derrick as he leaves the table heading towards the kitchen.
“Chance will be a fine thing,” I say half-heartedly. “…Although for a laugh,” I call out, “should make for an interesting selfie!”
I hear him chuckle.
I need the bathroom so I make my way up the stairs. Derrick calls up asking me about wanting swede (so I thought) and I call back,
“Yep, that’s fine.”
Now, hand on heart, I can honestly say, what my eyes witnessed next had never even crossed my mind, — least not with this guy…
In my defence, I really thought we were just jokey mates who hadn’t found ‘The One’ yet, and this was just a meal and drinks out in town. I’d even got my return train ticket for late that …show more content…
I know you want this more than the chicken… And see, I’m half initiating that card, all I need now is you to join me the same way.”
“Errr. Derrick… No.” I say panicking. “I didn’t see, I mean, I don’t see you in that way.”
“Oh…
What?
…Not ever?”
“No! Now put some clothes on or I’m going.” At this point, I leave the room. I don’t hear any movement. Then comes a sigh and. . . .
“Well, I think you better go then. As I thought for a second I’d be getting laid tonight, but seeing as you don’t want…
“Actually,” I interrupt… “Hold your er…” I look down at his Cumberland sausage.
I walk to the bookcase and retrieve the handcuffs stashed behind a bottle of Gin and dangle them towards him…
“Ahhh… Now you’re talking… You little tease you!” — I smile making my way towards him, slowly and seductively.
I straddle him and cuff his left hand, then entwining the chain through the spindles of his chair I breathe in his ear and clasp his other hand willingly… I lean towards his lips as if to kiss him, but jump
Boo… A good one, yet, way too easy. — Done that one... TICK for me!
His card —
The Wheelbarrow. Nope. No gardening or trimming of bush needed.
Done! — He ticked this one. But not I. (One to try out maybe…)
I turn another card and it’s something I’ve never seen, heard of, or even know the name of.
Raunchy Rocker ! ! !
This is where the man plonks his buttocks firmly on the seat of a chair as the lady straddles him with both her legs over his shoulders. Her legs are clutched to back of the seat whilst lying backward; head down between the man’s legs, looking up at the cobwebs on his high rise, much needed to be swept ceiling. — Then for balance, her hands are flat on the cold tiled floor.
We had to giggle of the absurdity. Forget …show more content…
“We should give that one ago” smirks Derrick as he leaves the table heading towards the kitchen.
“Chance will be a fine thing,” I say half-heartedly. “…Although for a laugh,” I call out, “should make for an interesting selfie!”
I hear him chuckle.
I need the bathroom so I make my way up the stairs. Derrick calls up asking me about wanting swede (so I thought) and I call back,
“Yep, that’s fine.”
Now, hand on heart, I can honestly say, what my eyes witnessed next had never even crossed my mind, — least not with this guy…
In my defence, I really thought we were just jokey mates who hadn’t found ‘The One’ yet, and this was just a meal and drinks out in town. I’d even got my return train ticket for late that …show more content…
I know you want this more than the chicken… And see, I’m half initiating that card, all I need now is you to join me the same way.”
“Errr. Derrick… No.” I say panicking. “I didn’t see, I mean, I don’t see you in that way.”
“Oh…
What?
…Not ever?”
“No! Now put some clothes on or I’m going.” At this point, I leave the room. I don’t hear any movement. Then comes a sigh and. . . .
“Well, I think you better go then. As I thought for a second I’d be getting laid tonight, but seeing as you don’t want…
“Actually,” I interrupt… “Hold your er…” I look down at his Cumberland sausage.
I walk to the bookcase and retrieve the handcuffs stashed behind a bottle of Gin and dangle them towards him…
“Ahhh… Now you’re talking… You little tease you!” — I smile making my way towards him, slowly and seductively.
I straddle him and cuff his left hand, then entwining the chain through the spindles of his chair I breathe in his ear and clasp his other hand willingly… I lean towards his lips as if to kiss him, but jump