Places that I’d fuck you

In the forest
On a beach
In a closet
In an alley
In a car
On a motorcycle
In a stairwell
On a balcony
On a park bench
In the library stacks
Wherever you ask

One comment

  1. Mark says:

    I couldn’t sell you on the forest. Too soon? Perhaps I’ll have to try again.

    Sex on the beach is *much* better in alcohol form. There’s a reason that sandpaper is so effective.

    I’m still trying to wrap my mind around a motorcycle. Nevermind that I don’t own one – *that* I could rectify. But I just can’t get my head around the mechanics of it.

    Now in a car…. But John McCrea has it right, “Stickshifts and safety belts, bucket seats have all got to go…” I can speak to the feasibility of the driver’s seat of a 90’s Mazda 323, but modern cars seem to present a challenge. (A challenge, by the way, that I’d bet is not insurMOUNTable).

    And as to a park bench, a library, a balcony, a bridge, or any other public location, well, you need to wear skirts more and panties less.