Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I was DYING of a hangover. My landlord (Indian John) invited me in for beers and brandy (in the same glass??). I got absolutely shitfaced. Not my brightest idea as I had to travel miles to go to a girls orphange (I'm like the orphange queen now). I was feeling pretty ropey before I got there but even worse after I had lunch.
I couldn't face eating anything but how do you say no to a Nun? The girls were so excited to see me and so happy that someone had come to visit that I didn't have the heart to say that I didn't want to eat with them. When I saw what was being served up I nearly wept. It was like something out of the film Oliver. With each mouthful I thought I was going to chuck up. I had to eat it all though as I didn't want to seem like an ungrateful western (even though I am). It was quite possibly the hardest 10 minutes of my life. It was a miracle I managed to keep it down (I was in a house of god after all).
As soon as I got home I was as ill as you like. The only thing that made me feel better was one of the girls gave me a back massage. She asked if I minded if she massaged my arse. Damn straight I don't mind. It was chuffing amazing. In lieu of any man action I'll take a young girl from Switzerland caressing my butt.
Life is not so bad after all.
I couldn't face eating anything but how do you say no to a Nun? The girls were so excited to see me and so happy that someone had come to visit that I didn't have the heart to say that I didn't want to eat with them. When I saw what was being served up I nearly wept. It was like something out of the film Oliver. With each mouthful I thought I was going to chuck up. I had to eat it all though as I didn't want to seem like an ungrateful western (even though I am). It was quite possibly the hardest 10 minutes of my life. It was a miracle I managed to keep it down (I was in a house of god after all).
As soon as I got home I was as ill as you like. The only thing that made me feel better was one of the girls gave me a back massage. She asked if I minded if she massaged my arse. Damn straight I don't mind. It was chuffing amazing. In lieu of any man action I'll take a young girl from Switzerland caressing my butt.
Life is not so bad after all.
did she massage the butt crease?
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