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    Introduction: "Driven"

           According to studies done somewhere in the memories read a back of my mind, a human with a phallus thinks about sex every some odd seconds. Touché. Better than a fortnight. I'm sure in some dentist office in the metropolis holds a magazine that describes how often the average man acts upon it. Hopefully not the dentist armed with sleeping gas is at that very second you're reading it.

           While driving home from a 14 hour graveyard shift early in the am, it was my prime to apparently start thinking about sex on my way home. Just an odd time to start gawking at women who are stabbing their eyes out with make up and fumbling for coffee. Much to their chagrin a saw a goddess from accross the way.

           Its 36 degrees outside. A shapely blonde was jogging furiously as I pass from red light to red light. Her grey spandex top exposed the hardest nipples I've ever witnessed. Tracing her body vertically, I followed her thin obliques that were vigorously struggling to lift and move the wonderful pair of hips and rear she so gracefully decided to display in a pair of shiny black spandex. Her hip flexors and hamstrings helped ripple what trill skin she had to shake and wiggle.

           At this point the jig was up as she glanced at my smooth gawk. Fortunately, a mutual smirk was thrown back my way. After pulling into a coffee shop she caught up rather quickly for the same thing. A prime chance to act upon it was almost derailed by a massive hard on that baseball couldn't cure. Hence I soldiered through it by just exiting the truck in one painful motion.

           What am I to do while standing in line behind her waiting for the barista? Her tight cheeks moving from left to right slowly like a pair of church bells. Small chat is in order. A conversation was brought up about a marathon held this spring, some shit about politics, and some other shit as I stared at her with no remorse. Of course it was made obvious to show her my intention. Being this early I was surprised to get her number. Hence why I'm here to share this story and several more. Hopefully more about this woman in my chamber.

     

     
      Posted on : Feb 16, 2014
     

     
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