She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two feet of blue tattoos, and said in a faint, week voice, “Fuck me please.”“Ne’er swatch a gift cuddle in th...�� gob.” Thought Medium-Sized Magnus, his thoughts also in an incomprehensible accent. He jumped to fulfill her wish; he landed between her conveniently open legs. His manhood had grown to its full ten inches. He’d been working on that surprise for the wood-nymphs, when your competition is centaurs, you need a surprise like that.“Bang went saxpence!” Cried. But she had feelings for someone which is a bit of a bummer. “Honestly Laura, you are crazy funny and can actually hold a conversation which is more than I can say about some of the women I’ve dated. Plus, I mean, have you looked in a mirror? I’m sure if you ask this girl out her answer would most defiantly be yes.”Laura’s eyes looked up to meet Penny’s. “You’re gay?” she asked, blushing.“Heck yes!” Penny laughed. She was in the kitchen pouring a glass of wine. She was still so turned on but. A nail through the bottom of the can into the cut end of the stick would fasten the two together in a way resembling a potato masher. A quarter stick of dynamite would be put into the can parallel to the stick and the fuse would run out next to the stick. The can would be filled with small rocks and the whole thing sealed with paraffin to hold the dynamite and the rocks in place. The fuse would be cut to give about ten seconds between lighting and explosion. The grenade would be used by holding. But you know what? One of these days when the circumstances are right I'll give you what you want. And do you know why?" And then, before I had a chance to say anything, she went on, "Because I want it too."She smiled, gave me a pat on the cheek, and walked away from me. Later that night, as she and my son were leaving, Becky kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear:"Soon baby, and it will be worth the wait - I promise."I did not sleep that night; I tossed and turned as images of Becky.